I get home from California and unload the car. Throw laundry in washer, order take out and start going thru the junk mail piled up for me. Basically if it's not a bill or a personal envelope I'll just tear it in half and toss it.
Me: tearing up junk mail.... Last piece of mail explodes and I'm covered in goo.
"Omgz my mail splooged on me! Am I SARS positive now?!?!"
Upon closer inspection, I tore mail that had a hair conditioner sample in it. least my arm smells good for when take out gets delivered and I'm not going to turn into a zombie. Bonus to it not being the zombie, I found something that grossed the mister out.
Me: tearing up junk mail.... Last piece of mail explodes and I'm covered in goo.
"Omgz my mail splooged on me! Am I SARS positive now?!?!"
Upon closer inspection, I tore mail that had a hair conditioner sample in it. least my arm smells good for when take out gets delivered and I'm not going to turn into a zombie. Bonus to it not being the zombie, I found something that grossed the mister out.
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