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christopher575A few days ago I was helping clean out one of the apartments our company rents for our coworkers to live in while in Seattle. There was a suitcase that rattled when I picked it up. It sounded like one of those rain sticks that you see at places that sell dream catchers and cactus candy. I opened it and was horrified to find what looked like a lifetime of finger- and toenail clippings. I shut it immediately and wanted to run out and tell everyone else about it, but I figured that it really couldn't be what I thought it was.
I opened it again. It was actually a bunch of broken ramen noodles and rice. Still kind of an icky thing to find in a suitcase, but not nearly as gross as I thought it was.
I opened it again. It was actually a bunch of broken ramen noodles and rice. Still kind of an icky thing to find in a suitcase, but not nearly as gross as I thought it was.
