One month later, still no sign of Archives or any other goodies... By Silverfish Imperetrix whose incorrupted eye sees through the charms of retailers and their wives, I am of a mind to Hornswoop their bungo pony on dogsled on ice, put them in the back seat and take them for a ride.
Perhaps they are short handed. I will gladly volunteer my time and efforts to assist and otherwise enable these internet merchants to bring our desired products to market, thereby rendering them unencumbered of duties they seem ill-equipped to manage and discharge. I shall act as a spy in their house of fire and treat them to a white hot dark black rendezvous.
If we can send them clamorous e-mails or beseech them via prayer, let us know. For myself, I’m burnin’, I’m burnin’, I’m burnin’ to send you some money.