Mexic-uh-oh
My husband and I often joke that we live an exit north of the Mexican border, which is not entirely true, though we are very close. We do live several exits north, so you shouldn’t have to worry about needing a passport in the event that you get lost on the way to our house. However, this actually happened this morning. At least the GPS tracking on my phone was accurate. 😛
Mike and I both got these at different times driving back from AZ. I finally decided they were spam.
I chuckled heartily to myself on this one.