Wrong Address

Today I went outside and got the morning newspaper.

I sat down to read it.

When I opened it, this note fell out:

There also was an envelope containing an I-assume-freshly severed ear.

Trying to prove they're serious, I guess.

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Anyway, I wasn't worried because I don't even have a son.

So I threw all that crap in the garbage and just read the paper and drank my coffee.

I guess I should have found out who was supposed to get it and stuff, but I just didn't feel like it.

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I'm just never really sure what I'm supposed to do, when I get other people's mail.