I'm not even joking when I say that it is my sincere wish that this idiot ends up living in an alley behind a Taco Bell, spending her days looking for cigarette butts and performing her songs for rats and oncoming traffic. And when people stop to point and laugh, she'll tell them not to get too close because the blue mailbox is a time machine that God told her to protect."
The mailbox is a dumpster, no? She's probably just confused by the beginning to The Guvernator's big movie.