Just about every day I walk past this sad looking letter box... maybe its sick? Sick of all the nasty junk it has been consuming its whole lifestyle... or maybe its just a drunk letter box? Who knows... But this letter box is making a stand! Against all the posties who have uncaringly shoved junk mail after junk mail in its mouth. Against all the men and dogs who have urinated on his pretty green face. Against all those who have neglected its beauty... or lack of it. This letter box is ready for a diet! No more junk mail! No more junk food.