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Send sweet nothings, free swag, hate mail, love letters, advice on how to raise my children “properly”, suggestions on how to get ketchup stains out of kids’ clothes, suggestions on how to get grease stains out of mens’ clothes or if you just want to say What Up:
I love mail. Almost as much as I love my family. I love mail so much that I sign up for free samples, just so I can get them in the mail. Even if I have no intention of ever using the product.
True story: I once volunteered to sample Mystery Pop, just so I could get a big FedEx box mailed to me. I got four glass bottles of unmarked grape pop delivered right to my door step. And, yes, I drank it. It was delicious. The thrill of not knowing what I was drinking made the experience that much better. And, no, I didn’t die.
Moral of the story: I love mail so much I’m willing to risk food poisoning to get it. That goes for email, too. I’ll eat questionable sour cream if that’s a requirement for you to drop me a line.
