Dear AOL:

I don't need another AOL CD. It came with my last music magazine, which replaced the one that came from my last men's magazine, which replaced the one that came from my last game magazine, which replaced the one that was in my freebie bag at the home show, which replaced the one in the metal tin you mailed me (thanks, my son likes the metal tin), which replaced the one that came on a cereal box, which replaced the one that came from my wife's fashion magazine, which replaced the one from last month's PC enthusiast magazine.

Seriously, do we need you sending all this polycarbonate any longer? Can I send this crap back to you, hopefully broken and ripe for use as a weapon?

Sincerely,

Buried in CDs.

PS: You deserve a beatdown. I don't use AOL.