WTF Mark and Jessie?

On Sunday afternoon, my husband and I had just gotten home from eating entirely too much food at brunch when our mail slot clamored open. “We don’t get mail on Sundays,” I thought to myself. I ran to the front door to see what we got and saw the above photo at my feet.

“How cute,” I thought. “We got new neighbors and they are dropping of postcards to introduce themselves to people on the block.”

BUT THEN I flipped over the postcard to find this:

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