There's that taxi girl in town for a reason. If you have had too much to drink, do not drink yourself home. My mailbox has been knocked out of the yard and down two houses. When I find you, and I will find you, I If you decide to do the right thing, confess, I won't press charges--it's a mailbox. Replace it. Go on, live your devious life.
But next time, it could be a kid. Or a dog. Or my idiot nephew.
[Edited to add:] Taxi Girl's name is Mia.
[Filtered to the Wolfe Family]
Does one of you have an Amazon account? The computer is saying I need an account to buy the mailbox that I want. I'm not giving this stupid thing more of my information.