I think the postman was smashed on that flask of vodka, then crashed into a wall. His skeletal remains probably shambled off into the desert wastes. Hopefully your mail-in ballot does not end up as campfire fuel.
I giggled, but then I'm in Washington where we've been doing mail-in ballots for over a decade.
I was thinking about a encounter where a fort is made from all the mailboxes that were collected pre election.
That would be amazing. I hope to see it!
I giggled, but then I'm in Washington where we've been doing mail-in ballots for over a decade.
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