Sinbag
Wordcoin of the week: sinbag.
Sounds dastardly doesn’t it? Let’s start with context clues. I’ll use it in a sentence. In a moment of sloth, she reached for the sinbag. Instead of making the oh-so-arduous trek to the car at the bottom of the driveway, she ripped open the second bag.
Whenever I open a new package, knowing full-well another’s open already, I hear an alarm; the admonishment of a parent who lived through the depression. It goes something like this:
”What are you doing?!”