See these? They’re trash bags.

Remember me? I’m the crazy lady who gets all excited about trash bags.

But if you had to drive around all week with your trash in the back of your pickup truck, you’d want cute trash bags, too. I live out in the country. We have no trash pickup. We drive to the dump every Saturday, and eat at Snow’s Drive-in afterwards. It’s an enviable life.

And if you hated roaches and ants and bees and wasps and gnats and creepy crawly icky things that like to get in your house and crawl out onto the carpet when guests are looking and possums who eat your cats’ food, you’d get excited about these trash bags, too.

They’re Repell-em bags, of course, and they honestly, truly work.

And now, for pictures and information about the bikinis. . . oops, LOOK at the time. Sorry, come back later.

Mamacita, Scheiss Weekly