It's the one that lets me pretend I'm not just like every other douchebag out there who still wears a Livestrong wristband.
I don't even remember where I got it. It might have been a gift from my sister, or a souvenir trinket from some long-ago vacation.
Fortunately, I found it inside my gym bag.
On a related note, I seem to be fixated on the word "douchebag" of late. Despite it being a nasty word to describe nasty sorts of people, the word itself has a nice sound to it.
I think it's the "shhh" in the middle.
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