As bleak and miserable as the future appears, it’s good to know that people continue on with their daily lives. Take this poster for instance. Here we join a young roughian heading off to work, cuffs buttoned, wranglers a snug, and a healthy balanced lunch packed neatly away inside his trusty Terminator skull lunch box. I only have one question…where does the thermos fit in that thing? Maybe you push the eyes in and the skull dispenses your beverage? It also doubles as a fine bludgeoning instrument, for when those douchie bullies try to take your lunch. I SO want one.