I seem to remember having a Scooby Doo lunchbox once upon a time. I think that was the only one I had though. I was mainly a brown bagger and bought milk at school.
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Neither. They had a giant Government Spin Machine helping them out.
And they made the classic mistake of believing their own press.
I was a school cafeteria person, so no lunchboxes to remember. Our kids have pretty generic soft-sided ones.
I had a Donny and Marie lunchbox for a while. Then we moved to a district with neighborhood schools, and we all walked home at lunchtime.
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I had a Cabbage Patch Kids lunchbox, and a Pound Puppies one. Maybe also Care Bears?
I can't remember what my lunch box was. I think it was pink and had a thermos. Switched to brown paper bags pretty quickly, though.
I know my brother had a Hot Wheels lunchbox because my mom used it to hold her good silverware until recently.
Neither. They had a giant Government Spin Machine helping them out.
Actually, I think not a single word that came out of the Shrub's mouth was his invention. He was a massive sock-puppet.
Which unfortunately begs the speculation "Whose hand?"
(shudder)
I still blame my orange tupperware lunch box for the ridicule i suffered in elementary school! I so wanted a metal lunch box with a thermos like everyone else had. or a paper bag. Plus my mom put Hi-C in the tupperware cup and it did not seal well, so I usually had a soggy sandwich.
I still blame my orange tupperware lunch box for the ridicule i suffered in elementary school! I so wanted a metal lunch box with a thermos like everyone else had. or a paper bag. Plus my mom put Hi-C in the tupperware cup and it did not seal well, so I usually had a soggy sandwich.
It's these little indignities that stick with one, isn't it? On summer swimteam everyone would eat un-made jell-o from the box during meets -- just lick a finger and stick it in. My Mother absolutely refused to let me do it. (And I was entirely too well behaved to score a box of jell-o on my own).
I know we can't afford the right jeans and the right sneakers and all the Hello Kitty pencils and notebooks, but you can't drop your hippie nutrition sensibilities once a week and let me mainline some sugar, artificial color, and protien?