So boring, but junk mail goes up in smoke straight away.
I’ve got the tallest pole on the block.
Stumped and stuffed.
Jailed mail. Should be free in 10 to 15.
Triple tie your boat when not in use.
Milk’in it old school.
A greenmail planter…better than a Chia Pet,
no watering needed.
Welcome to hard times.
After I took that ugly guy’s picture,
my camera was never the same.
My inheritance from Great Grandpa.
Surplus from Santa’s workshop.
If I had the rest of it, I’d be riding it!
The Easter bunny does not live here.
Hey, Winnie the Pooh’s got to get mail as well.
Last winter’s bad wreck.
This is what happens when your Dad is a plumber.
Where did the rest of the wagon train go?
Bachelor Party Souvenir