Nothing beats bottle cap fishing though. Once I have lost enough under the couch, Mom or Dad will pull out the magnetic pole and drag them back out. It's Christmas Day!
Yesterday Dad came back from a guys night and I heard that familiar jingle coming from his pocket. I was intrigued because Dad is not a beer connoisseur so I didn't think he would have a stash of caps. OH BUT HE DID! Unfortunately for me, I only got two and the rest were squired away for later. Don't worry, I'll get them one way or another...

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