Tupperware is evil, tupperware I hate. When I get to heaven, it wont share my fate.
When you put your food in and try to find a lid, every other size is there, the one you need is hid.
When you stack it neatly and try to close the door, tupper-demons mess it up and throw it on the floor.
When you're overflowing, containers all around, your wife will show you what a brilliant tupper-deal she's found.
If it's all to much now, and your heart stops workin, she'll put you in a plastic box and store you with the gherkins.
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