Well, unlike all those other aspies, I don't do that. Save unneeded crap, I mean. The pants and shirts that I still have from High School, paisley bell bottoms, are vital to my very existance, as they are my nest egg for prosperity in my old age. I'll sell them at antique auctions and make a fortune. Same thing for my collections of rocks from beaches, and sand from every sand dune west of the Mississippi River.
