I
remember back in sixth grade, when I had a gigantic JanSport backpack
that my mom got on sale because it was the most hideous Pepto-Bismol
color of pink that anyone has ever laid eyes on. So I wore this
backpack to school and was made fun of every day for that entire year,
but after I while I didn't care at all because that backpack was awesome. It could hold anything, it took more than its share of abuse, and it never broke.
Take that backpack, give it a sexy older brother who goes to grad school and listens to Queens of the Stone Age, and you've got this backpack:
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