Worst Christmas Present Every!

MARIA F.
on 12/9/11 1:01 pm - Athens, GA
On December 9, 2011 at 8:13 PM Pacific Time, tripmom02 wrote:
 Last year, my  husband gave me a Carbon Monoxide Detector and Fire Extinguisher. 

Oh no! That's almost as bad as a weedeater!

 

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Greg M.
on 12/9/11 3:51 pm - Cincinnati, OH
See...he cares for you deeply and doesn't want you to burn up. 

  

  Lapband 12/11/08 - Slip 6/16/09 - 2nd Slip & Removal 8/3/09...Sleeve 12/22/11

    
MARIA F.
on 12/10/11 2:19 pm - Athens, GA

Ok Greg........what kind of presents do you give? ;-)

 

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Greg M.
on 12/13/11 10:19 am - Cincinnati, OH
I gave her a flat screen for the kitchen and a new iPhone...she already had a fire extinguisher.

  

  Lapband 12/11/08 - Slip 6/16/09 - 2nd Slip & Removal 8/3/09...Sleeve 12/22/11

    
MARIA F.
on 12/13/11 3:35 pm - Athens, GA

You did good Greg! ;-)

 

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Hislady
on 12/9/11 1:14 pm - Vancouver, WA
Well it wasn't Christmas but my birthday when love of my life gave me a post hole digger! We're still married but it was touch and go there for a few days. He's a farm boy so I guess he forgot I'm a city girl.
MARIA F.
on 12/10/11 2:21 pm - Athens, GA

Omg. Well I hope you gave him a curling iron for his birthday! lol

 

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Evelyn M.
on 12/9/11 7:04 pm - United Kingdom
 WEENER KLEENER SOAP!   

ahh, that made me laugh- thanks Maria! :D
Roll on weight loss!
       
            
MARIA F.
on 12/10/11 2:22 pm - Athens, GA

Yeah that's for the man that has everything. ;-)

 

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Bexie
on 12/9/11 10:01 pm - MO
Not really a worst gift, but a funny gift story...
My mother needed a new hand mixer. Hers was Harvest Gold if that tells you anything about the age. While making her pies for Christmas dinner, her old mixer shot craps.
Dad got her a new one, I knew he got her one, and I knew which present it was. I was so careful when I opened it, but I still tore the corner as I opened it. Mom used the mixer, cleaned it, dried it, repacked it, and I slid it back in to the wrapping paper. Sadly the tear was obvious. My Christmas present from my boyfriend that year was a new puppy, and so I decided she was cute enough to take the blame. I chewed up the edge of the package and set it back under the tree. Christmas morning, when it got pulled out, I just said "Looks like Baby got this one a little". And that was that.
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