To: Readers of philsproof.com
From: Phil
Date: July 22, 2006 Noon-ish
Subject: My Christmas Present
Dear Readers,
I do understand how difficult it can be to select a Christmas present for a friend; a Christmas present that will be memorable, will be kept and cherished with each passing moment, and one that won’t be hastily rewrapped and re-gifted as soon as the opportune moment arises.
But you can all stop your endless pondering, because I know what I want.
Sadly, I’ve no idea where you can buy one, nor do I know how much it might run you. But I figure this will make up for that Nintendo I never got as a kid.
Oh, I would love it if you could wrap it in say, a saucy French maid outfit but really, I’m not that picky.
I know it’s still early, but these things take time. So just to warn you: Christmas Eve, I’ll be waiting at home, wearing nothing by a silky mauve Italian dress robe, holding a platter of milk and cookies, and hoping that the FedEx man shows up at my door with a box about 5′9 in height and curiously wobbling from side to side.
Sincerely Yours,
Phil
Do drop me a line if you’d like me to tell you who she is, or if you’d like me to confirm any of your guesses.
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