My wife loves to keep bags from the grocery store. Why does she love to keep bags from the grocery store? Your guess is as good as mine. Probably better if you haven’t been drinking tequila all afternoon like I have.
My son walks into the kitchen . . .
He says, “We’ve got enough bags here to open our own store.”
“Good idea!” I reply. “You know what we’re going to sell? All the crap laying around in your room.”
“For a second,” he says, “I thought you said ‘crack.'”
“Crack . . . hey, that’s a good idea too! Ordinarily, you want to buy crack, you’ve got to go hang out on a street corner in some undesirable location. We’ll bring upscale ambiance to the crack business. ‘Paper or plastic?’ Who would suspect you’re toting crack around in that Trader Joe’s bag?”