Here's a piece from our personal lives :
It wasn't too long ago that the two of us were standing in front of the attic hatch on the first floor of our house, and we had nothing better to do at that moment anyway, so we decided to rummage through all the shit up there in hopes of finding a few trinkets.
Besides old pictures of me pooping in the bathtub, we came across a dusty box.
Here are the contents of the box : Nothing! Absolutely empty, a bit of dust was possibly there.
But sure enough, at our next party, we come across a trinket or two.
