So, there we were, relaxing after a morning of blading. With our feet propped up and a couple of ice cold Sam Adams in our hands, we looked at each other and said, "Yup."

Yup, it was still there. The box. We had opened it, viewed the contents and then sealed it back up. We knew that we were supposed to forward it to the rightful owner, but we couldn't decide which one of us would perform the embarrassing task. Neither of us wanted to meet the "bondage" woman, face to face, so we kept putting it off.

We finally decided to play "odds and evens" to determine who would deliver the box. After losing three out of five, I was designated with the task of delivering the "big box o' sex" to the rightful owner. I made Janine come along with me.

Here was the plan:
1. Janine would be waiting at the curb in the car.
2. I would walk up, ring the door bell, and hand the box when the door was opened.
3. If I wasn't back to the car within a minute, Janine would honk the horn for me.
4. I would excuse myself and say that I was running late.
5. Janine and I would get pizza to celebrate a successful delivery.

So that's what we did. However, it wasn't the platinum blonde who opened the door and gratefully grabbed the box from my hands. It was her little teenage daughter. She whispered that she was waiting for it and she thought that it had gotten lost. I was momentarily at loss for words and then I showed her the address label and explained that it was correctly delivered to our place, but we recognized the name and brought it over. That's when Janine honked the horn and I excused myself.

So, that was weird, wasn't it? The kid is into bondage. Janine didn't believe me when I told her. She wanted to see for herself, but it would've been too awkward to go back and knock on the door without a valid reason. We still can't figure out why the girl used her mom's name on the address. I mean, what if they hadn't messed up the address label? They would have delivered it to her place and her mom might have gotten to it first. What then? Or maybe she didn't use her mom's name. Maybe she has the same name as her mom. Either way, she got what she ordered, but man, kids these days, they're growing up way too fast.

Talk show guests for tomorrow, Monday June 14th
Conan O'Brien: Minnie Driver, Chris Klein, Usher (R)
Craig Kilborn: U.S. women's Olympic swimmer Natalie Coughlin, the Streets
Daily Show: Stanley Tucci
David Letterman: Paris Hilton, Patti Scialfa
Ellen DeGeneres: Donny Osmond, Meredith Phillips (R)
Jay Leno: Marlon Wayans, Jesse James, Hoobastank
Jimmy Kimmel: Method Man, Redman, Steven Cojocaru
Last Call: Lauren Holly, Dave Attell, Rooney
Regis and Kelly: Andy Richter, Rob Lowe
Sharon Osbourne: Nelly, Enrique Murciano, Samaire Armstrong, Floetry (R)
The View: The cast of "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy"