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That would be Easter Bunny, the big guy himself. Sent me my very own goody box in the U. S. of snail mail. I was so excited. I knew it would be filled with the goodness of all things chocolate. Now, in this instance, I must say, that I knew this Easter Bunny had a different persona he operated under. Not to give away any secrets or anything, but it would be Joanna from Bugs in my teeth. It was my much anticipated GRAND PRIZE that I had worked so hard to win and I was ready for me some chocolate. But I did not rip into the box. I savored the moment as I knew I would savor the chocolate inside. Course, I had to go to the kitchen and find a knife to cut thru the industrial strength packing tape first. As I sawed thru the massive tape mountains, a delicate scent began to waft from the box. Let's just stop here and take a moment. THE BOX. I have never seen such ingenuity. This child had completely disassembled (disassemble???? NO DISASSEMBLE!!!) a wood fire starter box, turned it inside out, and re taped it to use for shipping. I will pause for you to absorb this or rofl.....Where was I? Oh yes, wafting scent....it was not the mouth watering aroma of chocolate, but a much more delicate, almost powdery fresh scent. I wondered? Does Joanna's house smell this way? And with all those boys, wonder what she uses that works so great. As I pulled open the flaps on the box, I knew that I too could achieve this freshness. It came from the scented tampons included in my prize. (Insert silence, crickets chirping here). I made the mistake of starting to snicker (no there were no snickers) over the thoughts going through my nose and this proved to be a deadly mistake. For you see, I was the recipient of a cruel, cruel, anomaly. The tampon box I received....DID NOT WORK! When my boys heard the laughter and giggles, they of course had to investigate. Now I will admit, this COULD, PERHAPS, MAYBE be just a little my fault. I will admit the only jokes around here being cracked have been cancer ones and some people in the house don't think they are funny.....It's not me...ANYWHO...they came running to see what was going on and immediately zeroed in on my tampon box full of chocolate. I should have taken a picture. The blue and yellow box was defenseless against the invading horde, kinda like when Aunt Flo is giving you a rough one, and paused for nary a second in the quest for absconding with their chocolate of choice before I beat them back with my trusty backscratcher (hey, it was in reach!). I pointed out the first line of defense to the enemies, er, my boys, and told them they were reaching into a tampon box. Andrew's reply? "SO? IT'S CHOCOLATE" You know, that just might be my child. Willing to do just about anything for some good chocolate. Now, let's see who paid attention. To be entered into the drawing for the fabulous fiberfill boobies, find that movie quote and name that movie! By the way, NOBODY has said anything about my new background. And I was so proud (sniff, sniff)...