I think this is JB's not-so-subtle way of telling me to get a job.
At first I thought I saw an Apple Store gift card tucked inside. Sadly it was just the tag. A giant underpants tag. A giant, four-page underpants tag.
|Who needs hand-warmers when deep-fried|
cheese curds do the job just as well?
|I called JB "Nacho". Just once.|