PackPoint
When two people, like total morons, somehow both have the same number of smokes (or whatever) in their packs at the same time. It’s like the universe is laughing at them.
My friend and I both had 9 smokes left. We looked at each other like the universe was laughing at us.
My brother and his friend both had 6 smokes left. They started arguing over nothing.
My mom and her best friend both had 4 smokes left. They both dropped their packs like they were cursed.