My sister sends us a Christmas card every year. It usually arrives shortly after she gets home.
That's not the funny part.
This is: one year, she sent us a card, but didn't put a return address, and forgot to sign it. She was kinda mad when I never let her know how funny the card was. We all had a good laugh when we realized what a dip she is.
It gets even funnier, though.
This year, we get a card from her. It has a return address (yes, it was hers) and she had signed it.
That's not the funny part.
This is: She had our address wrong on it.
It got delivered anyway.
No, that's not a funny part.
But this is: I live in the house we grew up in. She lived her for 20+ years herself.
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