FLAT BOTTOM POUCH BLACK MATT 1000G

1000g, 145x90x340 PET/VMPET/PE

FLAT BOTTOM POUCH BLACK MATT 1000G

Flat bottom pouches give your product maximum shelf stability and due to side and bottom gussets it
has more filling volume than other pouches.
Pocket zipper is much easier to open and reclose than other types of zippers.
Pouches are made from multiple ba
rrier layers that protect your product from moisture, vapor, odor,
light, UV rays, and other external factors.

SKU: cfa5301358b9 Category:

Material:
PET12/VMPET12/PE100 mic
Color:
black matt
Width:
145mm
Lenght:
340mm
Bottom gusset:
2x45 (90mm)
Additional equipment:
pocket zipper
MOQ:
1000pcs
Availability:
in stock
Delivery:
1 week

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Payton was nearly thirty two, and I’d just turned twenty five. And I still couldn’t count the number of times we got into a hitting match each week.

Something that annoyed our parents and Max, Payton’s husband, to no end.

Then again, we found it amusing that they didn’t like it, which was probably why we did it so often.

I loved my big sister and all, but she really was a shit head. We fought like cats and dogs, even now, with both of us well over the age of eighteen.

Payton was nearly thirty two, and I’d just turned twenty five. And I still couldn’t count the number of times we got into a hitting match each week.

Something that annoyed our parents and Max, Payton’s husband, to no end.

Then again, we found it amusing that they didn’t like it, which was probably why we did it so often.