Has there ever been a better time to be poor?
I mean…two dollar hot pockets?
That’s one hell of a deal.
I got home from the store and voraciously ripped open the package, to find not two hot pockets, but four. Four pockets for two bucks.
That’s a veritable–nay–an actual plethora of high-caloric pocket hotness.
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