One day, upon coming home, I discovered that this bag was missing so of course I interrogated everyone in my household. My grandma finally fessed up and admitted that she threw the bag away, thinking it was trash. Wha...??!! My world crumbled into ashes in a matter of a few seconds and I stood there- combination of flabbergasted and steaming mad. I eventually got over it, but there was definitely hell to pay.
So I discovered this store on etsy which seriously gave me flashbacks of my old sticker collection:
Remember oily stickers? These had to be pretty intensely negotiated for.
Don't forget the good ol' scratch n' sniffs. I used to love the popcorn ones, even though they smelled vaguely of fart.
Gad, that makes me feel old..