Post em if ya got em. Here's mine...
Just after 9/11, during the whole "Anthrax scare", my wife ordered her grandmother something from Amazon.com for Christmas to be delivered. When the package arrived, my wife's paranoid grammy said to the postman, "Well...I don't know anyone in the Amazon." She accepted the package and it sat in her kitchen, unopened. The more she thought about the word Amazon, the more she convinced herself that the package was indeed filled with some sort of life ending terrorist stew that would peel the skin from her skull and melt her lungs. She findly ended up calling the cops, who came to the house, and opened her sweater for her.
True story...poor grammy
