We’re not just Warehouse
My Warehouse package came in the mail while The BFF was far away, so I hid it in the closet so I wouldn’t be tempted to open it. Unfortunately, hers still hasn’t arrived but tonight we ripped mine open and as usual, got a kick out of the gift, which is different every year. One year we got a cool keychain (if you are lucky enough to see my keys, you’ll see it there, being all big) and another year we got light-up pens. This year? Oh, this year baby. We got something VERY special:
Playing cards! Let the gambling begin! They are very cool with the shiny silver fire dancer on the back. I haven’t taken them out of the packaging yet, so I have no idea what special little details there are on the cards themselves.
But that wasn’t the best part. No, the best part is this:
WAREHOUSE 8. Yeah. We’re not just Warehouse. We’re Warehouse elite, bitch.