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When I arrived at my current job and unpacked my boxes of office supplies, I found one of my wife's old bathing suits in a box.
I've thought about this a lot, and this is the only explanation that makes any sense: That particular box of office supplies spent about a month in storage along with some of our personal items. Somehow, her bathing suit crawled out of its crate, unsealed the tape on the office supply box, and crawled inside. And then it probably giggled a lot.
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