Today I had the supreme pleasure of putting about eight large shopping carts' worth of potato chips, whose shelf lives had expired, into the big-ass trash compactor at the store. And then I hit the "Compact" button.
I gotta tell you, folks, if you haven't heard the wonderful sound of several hundred foil potato chip bags bursting under the pressure of a trash compactor, well, you're just letting the best stuff in life pass you by!
The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
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