About 5 Am, the guy/girl who delivers the paper, can't tell driving too fast, wings my paper outa the car window into the bushes or on the street.
That is, unless it's snowing, then they throw it right in the center of the side walk to be coverd by snow so i don't see it, and it ends up as confetti as it runs thru the snowblower and the plastic cover wraps itself around the shaft so tight ya have to cut it off with a box cutter.
Guess who sends me the first Christmas card with a self addressed envelope in it every year.
