MEET MAIL SLOT.
IS MY NEMESIS.
PERIMETER BREACH. PAPER FALLS FROM SKY. THE APOCKOLIPS IS NOW.
AM CLEARLY LAST LINE OF DEFENSE.
I GOT YOU GLOSSY JUNK MAIL OF DOOM.
SECOND WAVE! HOLD THE LINE!
MY GOD, IT'S A CATALOG! WILL KILL US ALL! OH THE HUGE MANATEE!
I EAT YOUR CREDIT CARD STATEMENT. I EAT IT UP.
Epilogue: She dragged a dental visit reminder postcard about two feet to the left before getting bored, then went upstairs and took a nap.
This post was sponsored by Milk-Bone and is my final contribution to the It's Good To Give Series. Thanks for the good times, Milk-Bone. And the memories. And the monies. Check out their Canine Assistants program on Facebook, which helps people with disabilities and get involved by sharing photos of your own dog on the Milk-Bone Flickr stream.