Courtesy the Mighty Amazon Successful Deliverance Reported

Courtesy the mighty Amazon successful deliverance reported... Regarding unexpected Gadshill gift (as if delivered from Magi) tamper proof wrapped, thus an obligation goads me to communicate following trademarked™ poetically apt reasonable rhyme capped with feeble airborne attempt, no matter arms waved futilely, madly, and ridiculously flapped fortunately I eluded being kidnapped by men in white coats spellbound and rapt before arriving at 20965 Young Avenue Bend, Oregon 97703-8461 without energy being zapped. The abovementioned transmission to whit hesitantly, yet immediately, wisely scuttled cuz analogous to Icarus, a free spirit ignoring Daedalus warning soaring too close to the sun earning stronger epithet than "you nit" true to adolescent hubris, the son blithely ignoring his father as a hypocrite, but honest to goodness truthfulness of above line entails caution and discretion I readily admit. Just now, I sample Navitas Organics blueberry hemp power snack(s) wondering how many chewy squares yours truly needs to consume before me noggin goes wickety wickety wack, but... just maybe amply ingested cubed plant based superfood could allow, enable and provide me means to take flight, whereby off gray carpeted tarmac goes Matthew Scott Harris. So best be on the lookout okey doke for one nondescript buzzfeeding bloke long haired pencil necked geek fella, who juiced awoke and suddenly found himself at Trader Joe's (with a twenty dollar gift card) among garden variety generic folk such as special people spanning Costco calendar, who sport and trumpet surnames such as Dunning, Harris, McGeehan no joke, yet amidst madding crowd there could be spy versus spy donning dagger and cloak. anyway hoop fully thee above laughter did evoke, perhaps e'en yar own literary juices I didst unwittingly stoke.