Thou dost honor us so with thy dulcet words on this here hoary Sunday morn. Lo, the orders, they do cometh in by the minute, for how vast is thy reach, dear WaPo. Verily, with glee reborn, we shalt labor through day and through night to fulfill these orders. For Christmas cometh in less than half a fortnight, and to the post office we now maketh our way, hearts charged with wonder, arms laden with USPS boxes.
Forsooth, dear WaPo, tis perhaps most auspicious that the humble servants of the Scrubya Squad received our first significant press coverage in thy lauded pages. For this most magnificent of missives, we are ever in thy debt.
Exeunt,
Kavita, Baroness of Scrubyaland
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