I used to work with a crazy guy in a warehouse. He would have a sandwich everyday for lunch and would save the ziplock bag to reuse it. That crazy type that you find out they are worth millions after they die because of their bullshit antics.
Anyway, the company would provide lunches and suppers fairly often (along with the plates, plastic cutlery, and to go boxes.) We watched this guy make a plate of food on a throwaway plastic plate, eat his food, then wash it, and return it to the stack of clean plates.
One of the other guys asked, "What in the hell are you doing?" He replied, "I didn't want us to run out of plates."
We worked in a fucking paper/plastic product warehouse.
Which episode of You Can't Do That On Television taught us to use both sides of the toilet paper so you can use a single square for 2 bowel movements?
When I visited my Uncle as a younger kid we used to ride around the city screaming nigger out his window. Or he would pretend like he beats his children and have them fake cry in public
Yea i thought it was a joke till I opened one of his droor…wait how the hell do you spell that. Drore. Droor. Droore droure Drawer. Finally my Brain kicked in. Jesus Christ
The high quality ones are just a slight step below cloth. They feel like cloth, too, and you really can wash them like rags and dry them out. Don't blame your uncle - sounds like a survivalist. He's the dude you hang with when the Civil War 2 fully breaks out.
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