My very own personal Newman is named Stuart. He also works for the US postal service and lives life on the wild side. Now he has apparently decided to mess with the most important crafting supply of all, my stories.
I received today three opened DVD's one flapping in the wind, one taped back shut, and the one pictured above with an ever so sincere apology for rifling through my mail. I guess Stuart has already seen Little Britain so he let it through, along with the following thinly veiled threat. Stu.....art.....!
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