Just got home from a fishing trip to Ventura, and after I finished unloading my stuff and cleaning the gear, I checked the mail. Uh oh. Box from Marion IN, with Santa's name on it. Oh Crap! This is worrisome. I'm familiar with that area...aka as The Badlands of Moose Manor. I wandered too close awhile ago and was chopped to pieces...hospitalized for months afterwards...psycho-therapy sessions weekly...almost back to normal... I still don't recognize some of my friends and neighbors...woe is me...
But...Santa wrote "Ho! Ho! Ho!" on the box...and a sweet and incensy fragrance wafted from the box. Tis the Season, right?
The address did not correspond to the exact coordinates of the Manor, so I'm prolly in the clear.
I tentatively cut open the tape.. peel back the paper packaging... when...KABOOM!!!!
Santa Moose trampled me...
I'm going to the ER after posting this...
(thank you SO MUCH, Boileremt and Grumpie...wishing you the Merriest Christmas and the Happiest New Year!)