An Oregon man has been sending post-humous greeting cards to his family members, with help from his barber. A Christmas miracle! That, or they're not really cracking down on plot-stealing up in the big pie in the sky, like they used to.
The greeting read: "I asked Big Guy if I could sneak back and send some cards. At first he said no; but at my insistence he finally said, 'Oh well, what the heaven, go ahead but don't (tarry) there.' Wish I could tell you about things here but words cannot explain. "Better get back as Big Guy said he stretched a point to let me in the first time, so I had better not press my luck. I'll probably be seeing you (some sooner than you think). Wishing you a very Merry Christmas. Chet Fitch" [MSN]
No word on whether he also tape recorded loving messages with a thick Irish accent, or if Lisa Kudrow pranced around his local bar attempting to find a mate for his surviving wife.
