I love getting mail. I have been lucky to make friends with people who still write letters, so it's not all bills and offers of free gym memberships.
However, I was not expecting to see this when I opened my mailbox yesterday.
Actually, now that I think of it, I woke up the other day and my garden hose was all spread out over my driveway. So, either there is a pack of industrious possums, a lazy homeowner (no! I put it back properly) or another sort of gang marking.
Garden hose + gas pump (vaguely hose related) = Hamilton Hos initiation?? If I receive a pair of pantyHOSE this week, it's official. Perhaps they need someone to take the minutes of their meetings. Or assist in gang invitation symbolism.
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