When my fiance went out to put something in the car he spooked a skunk.
Now our cars are stinky.
Pretty sure this is still better than the neighbor's dog.
-MM
P.S. - I can't tell if I'm more excited that I have a real mailbox and don't have to use a key, or more bummed that I have to walk down the whole street to get it. Or psyched that I get to walk down the whole street to get it.
I have complicated feelings about our mailbox.
