Solid black. The last postcard, kept in a secret place in the postal system, ready to be sent to the person who breaks the system. It’s your fault, the postmaster general will write, it’s you that’s ruined everything. Because of Seinfeld, the postmaster general must be Wilford Brimley. I’m comfortable with that. Postal apocalypse—it’s the right thing to do, and the tasty way to do it. Dad, though, would want Clint Eastwood.
I dunno. Hard to choose between Wilford Brimley and Clint Eastwood.
ReplyDeletewilfred brimley is selling incontinence pads or diabetes stuff delivered right to your door..wait a minute he must control the mail then - he IS the postmaster general.. NEWMAN..
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