The first Polaroid camera in our house was a huge deal . My dad went crazy posing us girls (there were 3 of us) and burning film like crazy. We ALWAYS shook the picture because we were certain it developed faster that way.
He purchased cigarettes, a six-pack of beer, and enough stamps to cover the postage--if not, Irish could make up the difference--and dropped the package in the mailbox. The tape could feasibly be in Irish's hands by morning.