My kitchen would be so much more organized if I had a breadbox.
Further; I want this breadbox
But it comes from Target.
Goddamn. It's so cute and I could put my bread in it. And when people asked where bread was, I could say "in my shiny red box, motherfucker".
To Do:
Force Target to give up shameful practice, buy breadbox, invite friends over for bread and leave them wondering where it is.
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Alternate plan: boyfriend buys breadbox, donates breadbox to "Savers", whereupon it is miraculously discovered, in mint condition!, by delighted girlfriend.
Or have I given away too much?
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