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When did it become ok for me to carry my lunch around in a plastic shopping bag? In school, I would have been exiled for such an infraction. I think this is the final sign of the apocolypse or the final sign that I have reached old age.
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heh... that's actually a pretty common thing for us old fogies. I use a insulated lunch box thingie I got for free from the United Way person here on campus. I also have one from one of our credit unions that I use interchangibly. The final sign you've reached old age is when you pull your pants up so that the waistband meets your brastrap. Which, if you do it right, will give you a lovely cameltoe... (thanks to SNL for telling me how to dress)
My grandma actually safety pins her underwear to her bra. This is to hold her bra in place because she is missing a booby.
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