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Josh explained that he had ordered the items for a bachelorette party gag but had entered the wrong house number. He begged for mercy. Mrs. Doe, a woman who once made a Boy Scout cry for returning a book late, did not flinch.

It began, as these things often do, with a misplaced package and a pair of very strong reading glasses. Mrs Doe And The Dildo Depot

“I thought it was my new lumbar pillow,” Mrs. Doe told this reporter, clutching her teacup with white-knuckled dignity. “The box was heavy, which I took as a sign of high-quality foam.” Josh explained that he had ordered the items