On the bus this morning, this couple got on the bus next to me. The man was this bad-ass looking guy, talking about the Super Bowl and Boxing.. He was being loud, he had a bad-ass looking tattoo on his neck, and he generally seemed like the kind of guy you wouldn’t want to mess with. His white-trash spandex crack-whore woman was annoying as hell.
Anyway, halfway through the ride, this guy busts out one of those little juice boxes, slams in the micro-straw into it and starts sipping on it. I mean, really, how can you project a bad-ass image drinking a Ssips? He might as well have really pussied out and gone for a Capri Sun.
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Juice in a bag never did it for me.