I knew a person who didn't take any of his wristbands off for like seven years. Had a nice sleeve by the end. Shit was rancid.
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Dude needed to clean and occasionally bleach them
The kids with multiple ski resort tags on their jackets are not impressed.
The trick is to put them on a key ring not directly on the zipper so you can transfer them between jackets
When I was a wee pup (probably six years old), the water park in the next town over used the same kind of bracelet as the hospital admissions.
We could never afford a trip, so one day after a brief stay in the hospital I kept my bracelet so I could tell my school chums about the great time I had at the water park.
In February.
When I was a wee pup
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This is going to blow your mind:
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13 year old me that went to a concert last night and still has giant x’s on my hands
Those were hard to get off
I had a Rock am Ring wrist band that I wore for over a decade until it quite literally just fell off due to decay.
This reminds me of walking around college on a Friday and seeing a few freshmen with the wristband still on from bar hopping the night before