I said I understand Twisted Logic. I didn’t say I could explain it! LOL!
I was out in the front yard walking Cheeto, the miniature Pomeranian, when a motorcycle moving slow passed and then turned around and stopped.
He asked if this was the (address redacted) and I said yes and he got off and took off his backpack.
“Believe it or not I’m from the post office” he said as he took a card out and a package. So I signed it and he gave me the package.
The regular mail run had missed the package and he decided to deliver it himself. Nice of him! I think it was a Harley, it had the back rest on the seat, but I forgot to look close. Knuckles was barking from the window the whole time.