Mailbox Goodies Galore!

Tonight I opened my mail-slot to discover two posties and one Easter card from my Godmother. Could life possibly get any better? I doubt it!

 

Translation: To the brightest Lisa Star in the Sky - If I were to be trapped in this Air Tram morbidly called "Hell's Gate Airtram" it would be with you. Because our convos would bring me to tears of laughter prior to escaping starvation (I know you would amply pack snacks and H2O) and/or the cables snapping. ---> I'd MacGuyver that shit...so we would walk away unscathed. Just soiled. -->no peepods.