My door bell rang today, I was home from work, resting my aching back in the bed. So I get up and head tward the front door and I hear this familiar voice outside, went something like this:
"Ding Dong <that was the bell again> Post office, package for Michael"
Needless to say, I opened the damn door
Man, Devin you need to get some help for this postal addiction of yours
Thank you very much Mister Deranged Bomber!!!
Might need to get onto em at the post office tho, one of those sticks was all twisted up, looked like somebody had tied their hair back with it, no band on it so I got no clue what it was. Pitiful to see what I am sure was a great gar all twisted like that :lookup:
Thanks again bro, way way over the top