I like it.

My mother raised me this way. She once ate Klondike bar and had the chocolate shell crumble on her in a way that left her dissatisfied, and the company sent us a two month supply of various iced creams.

For Christmas maybe six year ago I got a pack of 100 cookie cutters for Christmas, but a couple of the shapes were missing. I sent them a letter and they send me a whole new package of 101 cookie cutters. I donated the duplicates to a preschool.