Neither snow nor rain nor raging fires...
Relevant picture for the 06/06/06 date that I found while looking through old pictures. Taken in Hell, Grand Cayman, BWI. The postman probably doesn't even ring once. He probably throws your mail on your doorstep and flees for dear life.
posted by quank at 1:07 AM
3 Comments:
i imagine the postman to be some poor soul who's punishment in hell is the route everyday. :) a la dante's "inferno."
I think all post offices are little pieces of the 2nd circle of hell put on earth just to remind us that if we screw up on the surface, we will wait in line forever in hell... next to total freaks shipping dung to the Phillipines.
i really think that if cheers heavy goes to hell, he might eternally be punished to wait in a concession stand line at the hades arena while the "geriatric crew" mans the kosher dog area.
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