Not to brag or anything, but we created the greatest Christmas cards of all-time. After making our list and checking it twice, we handed them off to our Producer extraordinaire Melissa “Beef Jerky” Crespo. On her way to the Post Office to drop some holiday cheer on our friends across the globe, Mel was beckoned by the siren song of a William-Sonoma sale at the mall, so she popped in to swoop up the wine aerator she’s had her lushy eyes on. Little did she know, while perusing the isles a crack head was pillaging her car in the parking lot. While we’re flattered that the dirtbag robber liked our cards so much that he took all 500 of them, we’re also super bummed the World will never get to see them in all of their glorious glory. Maybe we’ll roll them out next year.
they took the stamps.
let’s be hopeful that they send the cards off!
(probably NOT to whom you were hoping, but nonetheless)
All that free paper, you know what they’re destined for, right?
$45 dollars for an Utah Jazz hat? Where’s the police report for that purchase?
Screw the cards. Do you know how hard it is to find a decent pea coat?