I have never been a particularly adept gift-wrapper, but this beauty for my son's third birthday was such an atrocious job that I snapped a photo of it. Note the masking tape. Was I drunk? Stoned? No, dear reader, that is simply the lousy wrapping job that I did while perfectly alert and sober.
He tore the paper off without a second glance.
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Hmmm, I think they better keep that anthrax case open! And that Unabomber may want to appeal too.
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