"Oh, hello Aunt Ida, how wonderful to see you again.May your cream puffs never overbake."
Since you were NOT Aunt Ida,this had no revelance and you were begin to wonder if the Postal Service had not just made another mistake.But wait! It went on! After several lines of eloquent prose concerning the properties of cream puffs, it read:
"Dearest Aunt, I would much rather impale myself upon this pen than be the unfortunate soul to recieve the defective fortune cookies.They are a horrid scourge upon this earth! If you ever recieve one, don't ask the uyuolp dwelling inside it to tell your fortune,or the unthinkable will happen!"