
Hmm. A mysterious package, addressed to my husband. Rather large, too.
He says it’s for me, and that I should open it. I do. It’s filled with old copies of a Bakersfield newspaper and something vaguely head-shaped wrapped in a paper towel. Should I be worried? Knowing my husband, yes.
OH MY GOD. MY HUSBAND BOUGHT ME THE DISEMBODIED HEAD OF CAPTAIN PICARD!!!
There’s only one thing left to do…
I’m sorry,
That hat, by the way, is for a woman in Ireland. I’ll have to make an appropriately-sized one, just for my new friend.
Hee hee! Excuse me, I have to go rub it for luck.
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