An Inconvenient Tooth
If you haven’t already, go check out my previous entry about the tooth that I sent someone. I thought it was the best idea ever. Maybe not. We went to the post office today and found that we had an envelope for us. What!? We don’t GET things sent to us! We do the sending! We ARE the senders! Well, we were pretty perplexed. However, we still had enough of our wits about us to realize that we couldn’t just open the envelope right away. We held onto it and decided to open it later. Why? Because not doing it right away makes it better in the end! Duh! We were about halfway back to the office when Dingo (our legal guy) tried to snatch the envelope out of my hands. I wrassled it back from him and put it in my coat. You just can’t trust some people. Anyway, it wasn’t until later that night after we had polished off the better part of four pepperoni pizzas that we decided it was finally time to open it. I got out official superawesomemysteryprize letter opener (which we seldom have occasion to use, as we deal mostly with letter closing) and cut/tore open the large manila envelope. At first I couldn’t see much inside, but I seen realized with horror what was in there. MY TOOTH!!! IT CAME BACK!!!!!
-Crack
