Today I got a package in the mail, with no return address.
Okay, that's weird. I don't get packages. I don't even get mail. This is probably because I don't have a mailbox and everyone I know hates me, but yeah.
I opened the package and, to my amazement and the general amazement of the furniture, it was a Christmas gift, obvious by the wrapping paper underneath the brown paper used for shipping.
Still amazed, I stuck it next to my Charlie Brown style Christmas tree.
Wow.
Fourteen days till the death ray.
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