Gary's number was toward the beginning and he got some almonds. Then they were stolen. Then he got some mixed nuts. Then they were stolen. Then he got a block of cheddar cheese. Then it was stolen. Then he got a cheeseball covered with nuts--nobody took that. But at the end he found someone willing to trade it for some Christmas letter paper.
My number was at the end, and I ruthlessly stole the best gift of the evening from some visitor--he will probably never return!
Mooove over Marble Slab Creamery!