Crap I got for Christmas (and Chanukkah, too). Alexthekay remembers!
Ah, the holiday of big eating is over. Just a dim memory and piles of left-overs in the fridge. Now, at last, comes the Pandemic Solstice, known as Christmas to some, Chanukkah to others, and basically as "gimme, gimme, gimme" to the young'uns.
So, it's early yet, so let's put aside the inevitable Imaginary War on Christmas and leave these guys to fight it out.
What I want to talk about is Chanukkahs and Christmasses past and the utter crap I've sometimes gotten --and sometimes given!-- as gifts.
First there's that oddly useful item, bathroom books. I have gotten many of those. Eventually, they get dropped into the sink (if you're lucky) and thrown away.
Then there are the gag gifts.
The stupid hats
and the ugly sweaters
Remember the miniature tool kits we all got for our dads?
The "Rube Goldberg style" games we played three or four times, but then lost eniough pieces that they never worked again?
I could go on for hours, but then you'd have to kill me. So instead, why not share some of your bad-gift memories? It's your turn!
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