Nothing demands further investigation like an unmarked paper bag. I mean, you only put something in a plain brown paper bag if you have something to hide. Once upon a time, it was maxi-pads or luxury goods during an economic crisis or glue —you know, so people won’t know you menstruate or spend your money or are totally high.
What is in that bag???
Yes, yes, you’re right. I really am ashamed of myself. It won’t happen again, I swear.
(Thanks for getting me busted, LYS.)