doodly doodly doodly doo....
hmmm??? what's this? Nebo's away and the cats are at play again?
Let's see what's been going on...
Then at 10:03 pm Sunday NIGHT I woke her up to say, "Wake up! You are born!!!!"
She was not amused.
Revenge is a dish best served cold... but 22 years?
Man, that's patience!
Well, let's just say that the most expensive grits on the planet are on their way to your door
Who's door? Who?
You mean me?
sweet.
Oh, and you may not realize this, being in Canada, but April 15 holds a special place on the calendar here in the good old USA. This is the day when masses of Americans rush to the post office to mail their income tax forms in order for them to get postmarked April 15. So here I come with my box of grits .... well, you get the picture.
I get a picture too? Man this is turning out to be better then Christmas!
Then I find out all about customs forms that have to be filled out .... I wonder how many people declare "grits" on a customs form
Probably about the same amount who claim wunderbars.
So, I'm thinking when they get to the border, they will probably get inspected right?! I can hear them saying "they must think we're stupid, who would pay this much to ship grits to canada .... we've got to check this one"
There's a story of a man who walked up to the border with a wheelbarrow full of topsoil. The customs agents knew he was smuggling something so they sifted all the dirt but didn't find anything. The next day the man returns with another wheelbarrow full of topsoil. Again the agents sift through it all and again they don't find anything.
This goes on for days... for weeks... and the agents never find a thing.
Years later, one of the customs agents sees the man in a bar and buys him a drink. "Listen." He says, "I know you were smuggling something... but we sifted every bit of that dirt and never found a thing. So tell me. Man to man. Just
what were you smuggling?"
The man looks the agent up and down. Takes a swig of his drink and says...
"Wheelbarrows."
So guess what Mr. Mysterious, you have to put someone's full name on a customs form. Last name and first name. From this point on you will be known as Steven (shout out to Nebo) Pkondz. I sure hope it's not illegal to ship grits to Canada, cause now they have my real name and someone named Steven Pkondz - Who do you think they're gonna throw in the slammer?????
If a man with a hat and a pistol at his waist comes to the door... don't open it.
Geez, I had no idea you'd have so much trouble. If I'd known I'd have told you not to bother. But I do appreciate it. I also would've PMd you my real name. But heck, I sent Bars to orangecats2 and addressed them to "Round cat in a square hole" or something like that.
That story gave me a good laugh. Thanks! I hope Pkondz appreciates what you done did for him.
Oh, I do! I do! And I'm slightly mortified that I caused Stephanie so much trouble!
Let me get this straight. You mailed the grits to Steven Pkondz?
Thanks for letting me know about the customs forms. We were thinking about sending Ponzi a taste of New Mexico flare. If your grits get by, then I might have to try and use this name. Unless he decides to ever send me a pm with his REAL name.
Now why would I do that? You've
got my real name! It was on the customs form on the package. Didn't notice?
I'm afraid I did
I hope they make it intact, other wise he'll have a box of 50 million little grits
Wait. Wait.
Ok, so I really,
really have no idea what grits are... but, they're
breakable????
And so Mr. Mysterious becomes de-mystified to "Steven".
And Steven? Wherefore art thou Steven Pkondz? Would you please do me the kind favor of PMing me your address? I would hope what was on the package was legit, but I can't be certain. I have a thought for a surprise for you. I feel like I owe you Stevie!
You too Dee Dee? You also have my real name. And yes, that's my real address.
Okay, look. Everyone that's gotten Wunderbars (and there are so many of you, I feel I may have overtaxed our poor postal system) has my first initial and my compete last name.
And as for my first name.... it's already been guessed on one of Nebo's TRs. Heck, I even told Nebo what it was... but I'm not positive he remembers.
Okay, one last thing before I sign off... No, two things.
1. T-Man, I know you've posted a chapter... heck I even know that it's a two parter... but I'm too beat to tackle it tonight.
2. Stephanie, I'm hoping tomorrow to get out and do some shopping including picking up the Wunderbars and sending 'em off. So, I'm embarrassed to say that they're not on their way yet... but soon, soon.
nighty night night