You know what I’m talking about!! Someone gave me a very good laugh when I got home from work on Friday. I’m pretty certain I know who, so I’m just looking for confirmation. E-mail me, you practical joker, you.
It wasn’t me. And I guess whoever it was couldn’t find my house…there was no present waiting for me on Friday when I got home from work. 
Woohoo! Phil owes me $5!
So who did Phil think it was?
You were my #1 guess, actually, RT–and DNA testing on the box confirmed it! Um, not that I have samples of DNA from all the Dopers who have visited my apartment. Nosirree, not me.
Ah, don’t let him fool ya! He was vacillating between RTF and SqrlCub as the guilty Claus…
Uhhuh! And that’s why you owe your lovely wife five bucks…