a package

[greygoose]

so i open the door about 3pm to go get the mail (i'm all unemployed and shit [again], or as the more noble crowd say 'at liberty') and there's this shoebox-sized package on the doorstep. Wrapped in plain brown paper with Sharpie notes all over it, I'm thinking to self. Self, were you expecting something fitting this description? Self answers no. So I briefly think - bomb? Bah, can't be! UPS delivered it, muthafucka. So's I picks up the package and bring it inside and unwrap it. It was, indeed, a shoebox.

Contents:
1 bag of 'your favorite candies from the 80's'
1 package containing 2 eggs of silly putty
1 package of 'OVER 200 washable animal tattoos' (what the fuck, the manufacturer can't even give me a specific count?)
1 5-pack of Hot Wheels Custom Car Show cars

So I'm giving a big thanks to treetop (who sent it). Hey, remember you're officially all in for Austin. No refunds!

AND YEDDERDAY WAS MAH BERFDAY! AAAAAHHHHHHH, the big 30!





.....yeah, right

[treetop]

there shoulda been a wee bottle in there too. unless some chick that lives with you snuck it away. glad it got there safe.

[treetop]

also, feliz cumpleanos.

[greygoose]

there shoulda been a wee bottle in there too. unless some chick that lives with you snuck it away. glad it got there safe.

True to the dat. There was a wee bot of Grey Goose vodka that lasted about 6 minutes. Again, much thanks.

[Savage]

Yeah, dats how you knows somebody luvs yu.

[Savage]

I mean, "washable animal tattoos"? If that's not love, I don't know what love is.