[If you venture near the Video-Rama today, you'll note that it's quiet...
... a little too quiet. The doors are locked and the "Closed" sign is prominently displayed in the window. But crammed between the door & the jamb is
Front:
Greetings from Perfection, NV!
Back:
To: Laura X (or whoever the hell finds this first)
The Video-Rama and Porn Hut
Camp Fuck You Die, THE MIDWEST, USA (probably)
Care of: Nexus of All Realities
38000 Tamiami Trl E
Ochopee, FL 34141-2003 (616)
Hey Laura (or not)! Me and Thor and Mullin (don't know if you've met him; short, kind of whiny, dresses like an old-timey mailman) and a talking raccoon are here in Nevada, dealing with a wonderful infestation of
graboids. Dunno when we'll get back; the fricking things are everywhere around here--you (literally) can't take a step without tripping over them having them erupt from the ground to eat you. In the meantime, please feed the cat (if you're not Laura, please also feed the cat) and try not to shank anybody unless they deserve it (if you're not Laura, also no shanking).
See you when I see you! J RICO
PS-You would not believe what I paid for postage for this thing. Just because the mailmen here get hazard pay...
PPS-I offered to let Mullin try delivering it. They said no, even though he had his own gun.
PPPS-I was told they "don't appreciate that kind of humor, 'sir.' " Guy even used air-quotes, so I included them too.
PPPPS-Can you tell this postcard was made in 1990? Check the Daisy Dukes on these guys! Even YOU show less skin tha ... Please don't shank me, either.