Tale of the Tampons (sorry gentlemen)

Communism and tampons. Tampons are quite uncommon here. I like Tampons, and only tampons. So when Judy (my stepmom) told me she was going to send me a gift she got for me in Bolivia, I thought it was a great opportunity to stock up on some tampons as well. She took the phrase "stock up on" quite literally and decided to send me a years worth of tampons. Fantastic! I will never have to worry about running out of them again! However, a week after she sent the package, I get a call from UPS asking me the contents of my package as it wouldn't make it through border control. After emailing them the exact contents of the package (+/- 200 tampons, a hat, and 2 pairs of leggings) along with a copy of my passport, a copy of my residents permit, and a copy of my last date of entry, I was sure the package would arrive a few days later. I was wrong. Sharing the story with a fellow teacher, I was informed that he had heard a story while in Korea, of tampons being used to send a little more than just cotton...if you get my drift. I just got off the phone with UPS after learning my package, and my 200 tampons are still sitting in customs. I understand how a box filled with a hat, leggings, and 200 tampons might seem a little suspicious but come on...I've got nothing to hide. Ah communism and tampons. If they only knew that I, nor my stepmother, had any other motives than to fulfill my feminine needs I would have my tampons and presents in hand. Moral of the story? I guess I don't have a moral of this story other then maybe a three months supply of tampons at a time is the way to go.