The Easter Eggnapper

I have said before I work with all men, so I of course when I started decorating my office for holidays I expected to be picked on for it.  I mean they hardly even notice it’s a holiday more or less decorate for it.  So this past Easter I put out an Easter basket with plastic eggs in it (that were empty) and I had a little tree on my desk that I hung cute little glittery eggs from.  I left Saturday at noon and all my eggs (sans the 3 that had been stolen out of the basket) were still there.  I came back Monday morning to find all but 3 of my eggs were left on my tree and only 4 out of the 12 left in the basket.  I was FUMING!  The thought that someone came around into my office and stole something off my desk really upset me.  I don’t bother anyone else’s desk, so how dare they mess with something on mine.  Well I got this in the mail today…

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My first thought was… hmm.. they didn’t know my last name.  I figured it was something to do with a test schedule or something… The first thing I see is pictures… Real life printed pictures..

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And the next one…

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By now I’m already giggling.. it’s my missing eggs..I read the following letter… the tears are rolling down my face as I read it from laughing so hard…

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So my poor little eggs have been eggnapped by the Easter Eggnapper… I’m seriously thinking of calling a press conference and letting these heartless monsters know I’m going to offer the $50,000 to the people to turn in who stole my eggs!!!!

This is just classic… I was mad at first.. now I can’t stop giggling..

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