I need to mail you-know-what to you via snail mail.most of them immediately realized what the you-know-what was. I'd assumed that most of them would, considering that my pre-wedding jitters have been so violent that it is fortunate that we aren't near any fault lines out here in Oklahoma.
Please email me your postal address as soon as possible.
But there are a few who didn't quite get it. One person (all guilty parties shall be nameless) wanted to know if I had really sent the email to the right person. He sure couldn't think of any reason I'd want his address.
A colleague proferred an apology for not being able to remember what I'd promised to send him, saying that it had been a long week.
Some guy replied that as far as he knew, I didn't have any thing of his to send to him and in any case, it could wait until the next time he dropped in at my place.
Some one wanted to know if I was sending along a square for her quilt.
To the humor-impaired or those I didn't want to kid around too much, I said that I needed their addresses to send the wedding invitation. To others, I said that I had gotten this deal whereby if I submitted 500 addresses to a junk mail company, I would get a junket to Barbados.
At least one person withheld her address until I told her the truth. You never know, she said. I suppose.
