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I recieved a box in the mail full of Christmas presents from my mother. Apparently the thinks I'm in prison because here is what I recieved:

One carton of Marlboro Reds.
One bag of razors.
One toothbrush.
One tube of toothpaste.
One book of stamps.

The cigarettes are fine, in fact they are very welcome. The bag of razors, well that's nifty but I'm on the outside. I use one of those fancy dandy Schick III vibrating razors. The toothbrush and toothpaste? Well those are easily obtained, and in fact have been sitting in my bathroom for the last year. The stamps? Come on, I use email.

I think maybe this is just the stock box of presents the women in our family send the men because most of the time they are actually locked up. It made me smile.