Contest: bag a new bag from Bratpack

Means I can't join? :-(

Let the Foodistas Guide YOU.

Jansport is a "modern hippie bag"? And here I thought that that title belonged to those Che Gueverra messenger bags that people put weed in. XD

who are the members of the chickenmafia blog team?

chickenmafia has corporate sponsorship now?

how about one-entry-a-year bloggers? can we join?

One time in Vietnam, my platoon was attacked by the Vietcong. My old army buddy Frank was injured and was bleeding to death as I dragged him twelve miles to escape enemy fire.

To prevent further blood from escaping (you see, a stump where his left leg used to be can squirt a lot of blood), I used my bag to stop the flow of blood. I rolled it up and put it in his stump to stop the bleeding.

True story.

(Any gay undertones in this story are the result of your overactive imagination and should be disregarded)
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http://ademagnaye.com - my stupid blog

I went to visit Hello Kitty with my uber cool super cool bag! I can has put hello Kitty pins on my bag and then put lotsa key chains and sanrio thingamawhat in it. And then, evil Kuromi came and tried to kidnap Hello Kitty! :o

And then I hit Kuromi with a bag and saved the dayyyyy :D

NAO DO I GET TO WIN A BAG?

Let the Foodistas Guide YOU.

Why does the Jansport bag have some drawings on it? Are those the actual bags to be given away?

Yo mama's so fat her underwear is my school bag!

i must start thinking of something funny,.

Me and My Backpack, a 7-year old boy's story as told to his mom...

Everyday I bring a backpack to school. I don't really need to because I have a big stroller bag, but I still do.

I wait for my mom to pick me up after school. She says she cannot park if she goes there early so she picks me up at least thirty minutes after the bell rings... if it rains it usually takes her a lot longer. This is the time I open my backpack and get my snacks and drinks. I also stash books I borrow from the library in my backpack so I have something to read. I also put my wallet in my backpack so I can buy food or drink from the canteen in case my baon runs out. My backpack is my friend, it holds everything I need until my mom comes to get me. It keeps me company while I wait, and I can't imagine being without it.

I love my backpack, even now that it's a little worn I wouldn't exchange it for any other bag in the world.

Kenshin Lei, 7 years old -- as told to Rowena Wendy Lei

I told him if his story wins he gets to have an extra backpack in case the one he has breaks or something, hehe. With the amount of stuff he uh, stuffs in his backpack he just might need one of those heavy duty bratpack bags. :p

I wouldn’t want anyone, even my frenemies, to experience what I went through as a kid.
When it comes to bags, bigger is not always better, as I’ve learned the hard way. While I loved studying, I loved sleeping even more. I would always fall asleep with my books (sometimes comic books too), the remote control, wireless phone and the alarm clock beside me. It was as if, I would be able to absorb the “essence” of books while I slept.

My bag was a very very big bag. The kind where you can put all your books --- and probably some of your house in it and it would all fit. I love my it because I don’t have to fix my stuff for it to fit in the bag.

One day, I overslept and just asked the household help to pack up my things for me as I prepared for school.
Class has already started and a surprise quiz was going to be given by the teacher. I was looking for my pencil case in my bag but instead I got the remote control. My seatmates were all trying very hard to keep a straight face. I got everything out in my bag before finally finding the things that I needed. The wireless phone, alarm clock, remote control, my comic books… were all there along with all the stuff that I needed for school… oh, and I left my quiz pads at home, by the way.

Since then, I’ve replaced my bag with a smaller one… one which will hold the stuff that I just need.

I might have even developed scoliosis because of my ultra heavy bags.

There was a little girl
Who had a little curl

Right in the middle of her... backpack?

What the hell is that?
It's the tail of my cat
She lives in my bag
She makes everyone gag

Don't know what to do
Wouldn't have picked her up if I knew
Another bag is what I need
I'm so desperate it's like I'm addicted to weed

Hello! Did anyone get to win the weed...er bag?

Disclaimer: No I am not addicted to weed. I just want a bag. :p

I'm holding my breath... gasp gasp... *_*