I almost feel bad for building hype about my horrible, shocking confession – it’s only going to shock one or two people at most, and in the grand scheme of things it really isn’t *that* horrible. Still, this is me. I can’t get the mail without it being a big production. Seriously, ask me sometime what happened when I went to get the mail today.

Okay. Ready? Deep breath taken? Sitting down? Legs spread in case you need to place your head between your knees? Here we go, then:

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