Reminds me of a true story that happened a couple of years back....
The postman brings a box to my door - cool~

It's from my oldest brother that lives 60 miles south of us (Irving). Wow~ that's odd. We usually don't really exchange gifts. I open it up and to my shock - it's a FRUITCAKE shaped like Texas ~



Well....the boys and I finally make it down to his house for a visit and his wife, Pam, asks, "Did you get the gift we sent?" I say, "Yeah.....that was real "nice" of you. ....Are ya'll MAD at me!??" She and Mark looked kinda funny and said, "No, why??" I reply, "You sent me a FRUITCAKE.....for Christmas~! I figured I'd done somethin' to chap you off." Mark says, "Why no....we thought you LIKED fruitcake."

I had to remind him that THAT'S the gift you give someone when you DON'T like 'em!


I then said, "In the future, if you're gonna send somethin' to eat - make it CHEESECAKE!"

Anyway, we all got a good chuckle out of it and last year we got a REGULAR fruit box from Harry & David.


