Pity The Poor Kid…

February 4th, 2009

…who doesn’t have a wicked cool A-Team lunchbox to call their own. I do, courtesy of today’s ebay score:

A-Team Lunchbox

Booyah, Bobby Smith from 2nd grade. Booyah.

DMo

I totally had an A-Team TV tray. Home sick? Here's some chicken noodle soup served on top of B.A. Baracus.

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