This postcard arrived hermetically sealed its very own condom (the first condom Ron and I have ever shared *sniff*).
The reason for the prophylactic had nothing to do with the Delightful Realism of the Waffle House Photo, steamy and provocative as it may be.
No, the representation of that fiery inferno of hellish hangover food was merely a front for the WACKADOOOOOOO of LOVE :
(Actually, a true representation of what happens before a Waffle House excursion.)
BUT WAIT - THERE'S MORE BRILLIANCE - YES! YES!
DUH DUH DUH DUHHHHHHHH!!
BITCH PUDDING <3
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