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I got this postcard in … well, New Orleans, Louisiana.
The text of the postcard is:
Dear Ellen,
It’s Thanksgiving-time, which I am excited about.
You know, America has always had a certain bravado which is pretty cool, and Thanksgiving shows more of it.
So shove off obesity as a national epidemic, and hand me more pie!
Wearing Sweatpants,
GetBradStanleyPublished.com
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Don’t tell Ellen, but I actually got this at Johnson Space Center during this trip.
The text of the postcard is:
Dear Ellen,
“3…2…1…Delayed.”
My parents and I had a lovely time in Florida – and they made fun of me for buying postcards to send to you.
Don’t hate the dream, folks!
(They don’t.)
Sincerely,
GetBradStanleyPublished.com
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As an FYI, the postcard is from some hip shop in downtown Houston.
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Dear Ellen,
What do you think is the worst pick-up line ever used on me?
TRICK QUESTION!
No one has ever used a pick-up line on me.
(Hint, Hint!)
Sincerely,
GetBradStanleyPublished.com
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