at least a lump of coal is useful

This was a few years ago. My grandma, before she really lost her marbles due to dementia, decided one year to give all her grandkids these stick-on battery powered lights, the kind that you only have to bop to turn on. So, not exactly anything I wanted or needed, but perhaps useful, you say? Well, it turns out that whoever or wherever she got them from had left batteries in for a long time and not only had they corroded into a flaky chemical mass, but the plastic bags she gave them to us in had some unidentifiable liquids sloshing around the bottoms. We threw them all away when she wasn't looking.

This is the same grandma who gave my uncle a lump of coal when he was a kid.
 
A few years ago, my dad got a jar of mixed nuts as a gift.
Those mixed nuts expired a year or so prior to being given as a gift. ;-;

From the same gift-giver, I got a tissue box cover shaped like a gingerbread house. Just what every little girl wants! Right? Right. . .
 
One year my dad gave me coal bubble gum. It was delicious, but a horrible, horrible Christmas present.
 
Well, it wasn't really a bad present in the sense that I didn't like it, but my mom got me these carpet sliding shoes one Christmas. She tried to show me that they were cool and she slipped down the stairs on her butt. She then promptly threw them away.

On the other hand, I got a really cool game :3

One year my dad gave me coal bubble gum. It was delicious, but a horrible, horrible Christmas present.

WHAT?! How can you hate something that amazing?!
 
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