[iron mitchell]

bummer alert!
the limp-wrists at the post office wouldn't let me send my package yesterday evening after they opened it up (because it looks suspicious) and found everyone's individual packages housed in black 'n silver chicken wire... so i'm rushing to make some boxes for everyone's individual packages. i'm 99% certain i can finish them before i have to go to work tonight. just a cut 'n fold job. nothing fancy this go-'round. i'll organize a cassette tape tree sometime, if y'all want and i'll try to make up for semi-lackluster packaging. i'd just drive to the next post office or something, but that's almost an hour away because i'm HARDCORE COUNTRY, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

edit: and i just realized i made 10 copies of everything! why can i run my own record label with ease, but this little tape-tree rips me a new one? i've sent boxes of bagged fake blood as packaging for cdr's, tape boxes designed to cut the opener, fake snuff tapes, and rotten food over the mail and some sissy-ass chicken wire gets me?! I-MOCKERY IS CURSEEEDDDD!!!