this is my idol, who sits at a mini-fridge shrine at my house. his story begins at the bins in south seattle this past summer. i paid nearly a dollar for this shellacked treasure. at the time i was living at a friend’s house coined the “sac shack” because there were a thousand love sacks there (those humungous bean-bags). his name was decided to be: “Shellacked Zac of the Sac Shack Attack Pack”. My good friends also made homemade ginger-infused hard cider (images of the packaging after the jump). in other news, WHERE HAS THE GOOD WEATHER BEEN THESE DAYS!?
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