So I went to get the mail today and got the usual credit card bill, credit card offer, Navy recruitment letter, and death threat, but then I noticed something different at the bottom of the pile:

(I took the liberty of blanking out my address because I'm paranoid like that, however I had no reason to blank the return address since the individual didn't bother to put it.)

I immediately knew what I'd find inside, and lo and behold, there it was:

Ain't it a beauty?

I was already forewarned that it would be from 7-11, and I think it's also worth noting again that the purchaser's address is missing once again. I guess I'm not the only one who's paranoid.

Also, I'd like to point out the distinction that Mr. Holmes placed on me, with this little post script on the back of the envelope:

I already do.

So in closing, I'd just like to say THANK YOU GARY. May you live forever.