Back in college I brought a single bowl, a single plate, a single cup etc from home to eat all my food out of. I still have a vivid memory of the moment I finished cooking dinner, piled it all into my bowl and then knocked it on the floor. The bowl shattered and my food went everywhere. I was really upset that I broke that bowl. We had been through so much together!
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I remember being really nervous about this as a kid. Sometimes I would stab the straw all the way through the back. Sometimes I would be holding it to tightly and squirt it all over. Eventually I figured out that if I was going to drink it all in one shot I would flip it over and stab the bottom.