Dear Ann, (or current resident)

Posted on by lannytonning

Years ago my wife’s mom was on the verge of going postal over all the unwanted material being delivered to her mailbox by USPS agents of the Federal Government.  Naturally, I took it to the next level for her. And discovered that the more absurd the message I created, the less improbable it appeared. Was life imitating art? Then it became my alternative to hollering at the television where the absurd never. Lets. Up. Welcome to the alternate universe of direct mail and the greater spamorama.