"What is this!?" the mailbox thinks. "Who dares interrupt my late-night television entertainment? Kinnear is on Letterman for God's sakes!""Oh. An envelope. How curious..."
"If my X-ray-equipped monocle is working correctly (thanks DHS), this appears to be a submission of RAGBRAI waivers to the Des Moines Register. Now who around here would be crazy enough to do RAGBRAI?"
"Ah yes, that young couple who moved in down the street just last summer. Always riding their bicycles back at all kinds of odd hours. An endless array of odd gadgets hanging off the handlebars. I'll never understand it. What's the point? They could barely transport this block's outgoing mail to the main post office for crying out loud! "
"Honestly, where do they think they are living? Amsterdam? Portland!?"
"Oh well. Their bodies, their butts. Good luck with that ride across Iowa. Just remember, the state is about as flat as a sheet of half-popped bubble wrap covered in packing peanuts!"
"My goodness, Craig Ferguson is starting, must get back to the television. Now that's a guy who knows how make me laugh."
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