Picking up the trash

Apparently my mind is in the gutter... again...

A few days ago, as I was walking across my front yard, I noticed a small piece of litter, and bent down to pick it up.

It was half of a small packet, and my dirty mind instantly thought of a condom packet. I had to know so I read it. I don't think it was a condom packet, but it read "Asian flavor"!!!

Insert your own AMP joke here...