[Monkey Face]

I will try the soap trick. Thanks.

I need to go have a breathing treatment. My trip down to the mailbox was met with wind and cold. I didn’t have chest pains last night, but there were other things that kept me hopping. Literally.

[NicknamedBob]

"My trip down to the mailbox was met with wind and cold."

My last trip to the mailbox left me with an empty feeling also.

It was dark here, and the U.S. Postal Service, though undeterred by the darkness, or threat of storm, had still not arrived.