Live together, die alone.

Epic fail. I lost my chapstick between the seats in the car.

For the amount to times I've entered a bathroom stall with no toilet paper, you'd think I'd check. But I don't. Sheesh.

Went swimming, arrived wearing my swimsuit and brought a change of clothes for the day. Forgot underwear.

Chrispy chicken strips and a giant pile of fries, out of ketchup.

I'd never survive on the island.