So, I walk in the house and there on the foyer table is a package. I pick it up, examine it, it seems ok. I grab the pull tab of the express box and pull. I stop. Too late. I hear a tiny, high-pitched whine, and then, WHHOOOMMPP!!! . The smoke clears, finally and there I am with a totally righteous bomb from the Newf. Jim, You da man. Thanks dude.
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