I stopped by the Publix after work, and they were collecting ballots to rename my greasy spot. Bartram, St Johns, River Cove, River Oaks. Screw that.
I tore up a few ballots and pronounced the situation gravely perverted, then huffed off with my pet food. I can still use Fruit Cove and get my mail. But then I thought: as long as the ZIP Code is intact, I can give my address as Velociworld, Florida.
That pleases me greatly. I shall mail myself something tomorrow and test this theory.
It should work.
A few years ago I had a scumbag hippy kid work for me for one day and proclaim, "This shit's too hard for me." I told him I would mail him a check. After the requisite 2 months, I finally did send him one addressed to StankAssLonghair, street address, NutlessHippyTown, NJ 07849.
It was cashed and in my next bank statement.
Posted by: rightisright at April 19, 2005 7:49 PMwaaaaaaaaaaay back before computers and we had to write via snail mail. I used to address my friend's envelopt with:
"Sperm slurper Janet Licht"
Her sister was not happy when her daughter got the mail that day............