Warm and Fuzzy...
On May 31st I experienced the warm fuzzy feeling one gets when one receives a heavy parcel in the mail. I new what it was of course, but DAMN getting shit in the mail makes you feel important! Said parcel was none other than the

On May 31st I experienced the warm fuzzy feeling one gets when one receives a heavy parcel in the mail. I new what it was of course, but DAMN getting shit in the mail makes you feel important! Said parcel was none other than the
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Getting a ride to Ebay is half the trick.
/maybe Neil will let you use his credit card
Generally, packages coming your way in the mail do make you feel wonderful. Maybe it's because a few weeks pass between ordering it and getting it that somehow in your mind you think you're getting it for free...
Almost all of the time, I only use ebay to buy things that are otherwise unavailable to me (antiquated toys and games). The other times are when someone with some kind of silly phobia to owning a credit card requests that I buy something for them. I usually do, provided I know them well and that the amount isn't that much. I draw the line when someone asks me to buy some common-gutter item that you can buy anywhere (ie. watch -- I'm looking at you Derrick).
/I don't want a piece of crap
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