Just saw someone wearing the same Kirkland Signature shirt (that’s right, baby. Clothing from Costco. Who doesn’t want to shop at a place where you can pick up a couple great asexual flannel shirts and then swing by a free sample stand for some turkey chili? Who? No one. That’s what I thought.) I’m wearing. It was awesome. We just nodded at each other and kept going. Like two recessionista truck drivers passing in the night.
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