August 10, 2004
All was fine, until I scrolled down to see the stamp I was honored with. I had mixed emotions right from the begining. Although I initially felt SPECIAL, that feeling quickly turned to dread.
Out of all the postal images they could have used, they picked the one that is my absolute favorite logo. It is the ONLY kind of first class stamp I buy. It's what I use to send a little love to my deployed soldiers in the Middle East. I have rolls and rolls of them at home... hey, wait a minute.... am I being watched? [slowly and carefully lifts one of the blinds in the living room]
After all, everyone thinks the Commissar has been sent to re-education camp, butÂ… who knows for sure? [looking up at the ceiling]
Where's the camera? [pacing the room] Hmmmm, where have they hidden it? Is it in the monitor? Is someone filming me through the speaker holes? .....
Did those Commie bastards breach my security zone?
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