we have a letter slot and a mail box, she's just lazy. really, she takes a freaking cab. so does the damn newspaper boy. frick! people are summin. i really love how even after the paper boy gets his ride up the road he still can't be bothered to go up our front steps and put the damn paper in the little holder dealy, instead he wedges in the bottom of the railing. even if we're on the porch, he wedges it there, nvm hanidng it too us, no, he wedges in the damn railing. little.....guh.