This morning, one of our mailroom's "top men" wheeled up a giant crate branded "Property of Dr. Jones." My inner Short Round rept for joy.

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That shadow is printed on the box, by the way. I don't wear fedoras.

When you crack open the top, the Indiana Jones theme plays. My inner Willie Scott whined with glee.

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Not sure if my inner Todt could take any more, but I dove in further.