Ain't to proud to wear a knapsack

I bought a brand new black Jansport backpack today, because my HUGE one-shoulder trundle was taking an egregious toll on my posture.

Call me dorky, but if knapsacks are wrong, I don't wanna be right. I can't wait to swing it out in front of me and clutch it to my bosom when I need to get something out. That situation will not be too long at hand, I fear, as I have boiling vesuvian esophageal magma acid in my throat, and a pack of Rolaids in my bag.

HERE GOES!