1) Wait for package to arrive - sometimes a month or more.
2) Wonder what the discs are for, as there is no note enclosed.
3) Realize that instead of a return post-paid mailer, the signee opted to send you cash without asking first. Hope that it's US currency.
4) Wonder what you're going to do with fucking Euros.
5) Burn discs. Have 3 of the 10 fail verification. Replace their (Memorex) discs with your (T-Y) media.
6) Try to reuse their mailer, since they didn't sent you one. Fail.
7) Go to an office supply store to buy a mailer. Realize you have to buy a 10-pack.
8) Package the discs. Remember that you discarded his mailer and have no return address.
9) PM him for a return address. Get no response.
10) Receive an angry PM in two weeks, asking "Where are my discs?!?"
11) Reply asking for his address.
12) Address the mailer. Apply what you think is enough stamps. Place in mailbox. Raise flag, if applicable.
13) Package is picked up - yay!
14) Two days later, package is returned for insufficient postage (short 13 cents).
15) Apply another "Forever" stamp.
16) Re-mail.
17) Two more days pass...package is returned as it is over the weight allowable to mail without showing three forms of ID.
18) Drive package to post office. Exchange pleasantries with postal employee who resembles a walrus in some odd way.
19) Receive PM from dude once again, stating that discs won't play in his CD player.
20) Hang thyself.

Toilet paper..... And I vaguely remember john speaking of soiled toilet paper once

It's all coming back to me.

Sometime after 2006, cuz that's the last time I visited it I think