Frostpup and I went boxing yesterday, we'd made a route of, gee, 7 or
8 boxes in D.C. we wanted to get to.

When we saw the Smithsonian note, we had to make it first on our list.

We felt really cool doing it. Look both ways, snatch the cannister,
head for the out of the way place.

Actually we went to adjoining stalls in the bathroom and passed the
items under the wall.

Like Tammy and Sarah, surrepticious and spy-like.
Ours aren't home-made stamps, we haven't perfected our carving skills
yet.

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