I use a custom designed bag by Yves St. Laurent. It's made out of baby harp seal pelts and is diamond encrusted. I once had it blessed with holy Gatorade by Earl Strom. It doesn't need wheels because of the anti-gravity device.
If I ever get strapped for cash, I might sell it on ebay along with my autographed Billy Packer dartboard.
Isn't it sad when a person runs out of their meds?
