Two words to express my opinion: OPT OUT. Nothing chaps my ass like getting a box of landfill shit I didn’t ask for in the mail. Now I have to try to figure out

Two words to express my opinion: OPT OUT. Nothing chaps my ass like getting a box of landfill shit I didn’t ask for in the mail. Now I have to try to figure out how to deal with it in an environmentally responsible way. I’m haunted by the endless piles of free XL-sized shirts I’ve gotten in my lifetime, because if you just order them big enough they’ll “fit” everybody, right? Or maybe I’ll replace the nice things that I’ve purchased, specifically to avoid buying the made-for-landfill nick nacks that I’d have to discard and replace every year. Great design choice on that cheap aluminum alloy bottle opener. Surely it will hold up to repeated cranks against steel bottle caps without marring… Perhaps I should retire the weighty iron one that my buddy the blacksmith made for me that will probably outlive the liquid distribution method that necessitated its existence. I think not.