It must be a deep rooted attachment from my missionary days but I love getting the mail. Except today -- I got a solitary catalogue. While it would be good for a joke as I'm whole-heartedly gay. I'm more offended by the wasted ink and paper. And the thought that someone somewhere I shop sold my information! The nerve.
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Hey, cousin.
Oh, the irony. I can't for the life of me get VS to send me a catalog to my new address, but you get one without asking. Something's not right about that...
It gets better I got the sale catalogue today...I think I better call the customer service line. At this rate I'll fill a landfill.
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