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[derghaust]

On returning home from the bar last night I discovered, placed in front of the door to my room, a box with a familiar symbol on the side. "Amazon?" I thought. "Who would be cool enough to send me books from Amazon? After relieving myself I opened the box with my switchblade. Inside I found, not books, but instead a palette of twelve Hamburger Helper Microwave Singles. I looked for a return address but there was none forthcoming. "Someone must be playing a practical joke on me" I thought.

In reality, there was no practical joker. It was my dad, making sure I had enough to eat.

I am currently eating a Hamburger Helper Microwave Single.

Thanks dad.