Was at my wife's work xmas lunch today, when I got an email notification that a package had been delivered. I get a lot of packages for work, but I quickly checked the tracking number and saw that it came from a random place I don't get work shit from. Basically dragged my wife out of there so I could get my fucking shit, and was not disappointed. The package. I forgot to arm myself, though. Quality wrapsmanship right here A few more precision wrapped gifts in the bottom. In the elegantly wrapped duct tape packages were some outstanding broskis Totally needed a new knife. Fucking racetrack coasters. The total haul It was shipped from Bryson City, NC, which is only about 3 years west of me. So, my dear Santa, if you're ever in Charlotte, lets party.