#25 When you grow up poor…

… and you’re old enough, you mom starts using you as a pack mule when the family goes out to the dollar theater because the snack bar prices are obviously criminal.

She’ll fill your cargo pockets with Twizzlers and Skittles until your pants are so heavy you have to walk around looking like you pooped them.

And then you ALWAYS throw you trash and wrappers on the floor because “these guys need something to sweep up after the movie, otherwise why are they even here?”

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