Bill? Linda? Trevor? Dusty? Buddy the Dog?

Tis' the season to be jolly right? Well I either have a stalker or some family who lives on Rodeo Drive in Texas is just being too jolly and feels the need to share the Christmas spirit with my family. It's quite weird really. My mom opens the mail today and yells for me to come into the living room. She hands me a card with a family photo on the front. I'm like who the fuck is that? I open it up and Bill, Linda, Trevor, Dusty, and I'm assuming Buddy's the dog are wishing us a Merry Christmas from their family to ours. And the whole time I'm thinking who the hell are Bill, Linda, Trevor, Dusty, and Buddy the dog. We've never seen these people in our whole entire lives. There is a return address but no last name. So how our we supposed to return a card...I didn't even know there was a Rodeo Drive in Denton. Hah, I learn something new everyday.

Really who are these people? They seem to know us. They even addressed the card to my mother. First and last name. I'm having visions of that movie One Hour Photo with Robin Williams. Well I guess it's better to get their family photo instead of getting a photo of us.

Something weird like this happens every Christmas. It never fails. My family is just destined to be abnormally abnormal. Just about every year I get a gift that no one remembers buying. I'll probably never figure out who the hell Bill, Linda, Trevor, and Dusty are. Which will drive me nuts. But oh well. Some things are left to be a mystery. MUAHAHAHA...Bill, Linda, Trevor, and Dusty are watching me, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

*Disclaimer* That's not the real Bill, Linda, Trevor and Dusty. They're impostors. Buddy was not available at the time of this photo.