There's freaken bagged milk at our school cafeteria.
IT'S NASTY.

I REMEMBER THOSE THINGS.
we had fun stabbing holes through them and squirting them at other people.
i swear, the janitor would've slapped us.

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....My family still buys bagged milk.... but you had no slot for that ; A ;

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In honest-to-good bags? Or are they just like juice pouches?

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"Fantasy is a definition of Imagination. Highschool Fiction is a definition of wishful thinking." - Myself

Lol, that makes me flashback to grade 1 science. Everyone was so amazing that you could stab pencils through bags of water and it wouldn't leak. [Much.]

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;A;. Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't think anyone still did because they don't seem to exist over here anymore and no one I know IRL remembers them. OTL.

So, how's the bagged milk?

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"Fantasy is a definition of Imagination. Highschool Fiction is a definition of wishful thinking." - Myself

ah, lol
...not bad, you know, still milky^^

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I'unno Stella. Those are some pretty funky mushrooms.

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fff, i somewhat miss those, but i used to hate them i think.
id stab my straw too hard and it either exploded in my face or i would see milk coming from below and soaking my whole lunch ;A;

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