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DRIP — What to Do With Your Bag
Hint: It will wind up in the same place as the one I held tonight
When it comes to Man’s Best Friend, I have one.
Feel free to make any comment rude or otherwise that you wish to this story for what I am about to write but also that as a middle-aged man, my best friend is probably my sweet baby.
I have been married for over twenty-six years, so an argument could be made that my wife is truly the best friend that I have in this world, but categorizing your better half as a friend is a disservice to her.
So I mention my best friend because walking with her is one of the seven ways that I have averaged seven miles of walking per day over the past several years.
One of the main purposes of our walks is to get her to do her business 💩, which she often obliges two or three times as we walk our typical mile-and-a-half or so.
I always carry a good amount of bags with me, both from local grocery stores but also ones that we purchase on Amazon for those smaller “payments” that she makes.
As I do what one does with these bags, I jokingly refer to it as “making a deposit in the bank.” 🏦
But what it really is is disposing of the bags in a garbage receptacle.
So when it comes to what has obviously become garbage, why is it that so many DRIP Bros and Gals continue insisting on holding on to your bags?
Do you still believe the shillers who constantly write about how rich it is going to make you? I mean, come on! Can’t you admit that you were duped? It happens to the best of us.
Do you still have faith in that shark who has consumed the chum that contributed “real money” to this below-marginal scheme?
