The Re-Gifting Thread

[Uther_Pendragon]

I generally give only to small children. And I give them
books. As I wrote to my family some years ago, "I don't
need more things -- now, more CLOSETS might be appreciated.

 

[shereads]

Ditto the small children. And the books. But I'm merciful, and give them picture books and pop-up books, nothing overtly educational.

QUESTION:

Why has no one admitting to re-gifting this year? This strains credibility to the farthest limits. If a person can't believe porn writers, who's left to believe?

'Fess up people. Fess Parker, people.

 

[shereads]

I got only a few things but I like them all.

The green Mile (movie)

dad sent $$- I bought more gifts for the imediate familly.

Um...If you have a soft spot for mice, you might want to be careful with The Green Mile...For half of the $$ (that's only $ - a bargain price!) I'll send the ceramic dog to protect the mouse and guarantee it a happy ending.

 

[sweetnpetite]

Um...If you have a soft spot for mice, you might want to be careful with The Green Mile...For half of the $$ (that's only $ - a bargain price!) I'll send the ceramic dog to protect the mouse and guarantee it a happy ending.

I love mice.

Why do girls always scream when they see a mouse inside?

Sheesh!

I've been assured that 'no actual mice were harmed during the making of this film' but your ceramic dog sounds kinda cute. Maybe I could use it as a doorstop.

The $$ is all gone

 

[shereads]

Why do girls always scream when they see a mouse inside?

Conditioning by cartoons. Same thing that makes elephants panic and stand on stepstools when they see mice.

Maybe I could use it as a doorstop.

The ceramic dog? Or the adorable mouse in The Green Mile?

 

[shereads]

I've been assured that 'no actual mice were harmed during the making of this film'

Right. That scene was filmed using a plucky stunt mouse named "Squishy."

 

[Quasimodem]

...I've been assured that 'no actual mice were harmed during the making of this film'...

They didn't say a WORD about shrews, now did they

We have a tinned Christmas Cake that my grandfather received in 1897. It has been passed about in the family ever since. It even survived the Depression and two World Wars.

Now, it's an heirloom. A family tradition. We would be devastated if anyone actually ate the thing.

Of course, we would miss the suicidal family member who ate it, too, probably.

My nephew and I have been competing to see who could buy the other the most impractical, useless, odd, frightening, or just plain silly gift for the family Christmas Exchange.

It is another family tradition that dates back more than fifteen years.

Unfortunately, I am competing at a disadvantage, recently, because there is no gift you can give, that a three-year-old won't be happy to receive, (Instant re-gifting ) and can't break before it's time to pack it up, to take home.


BTW: If you are at all handy mechanically, those singing bass can be rewired into something usefull. [See Attachment]

 

[Dirt Man]

For years my mother, and father in law would buy me a long sleeved shirt or sweater, and I would wonder who I could trade them off to as I only wear short sleaved shirts. So my wife just put them up in the attic in the boxs that they came in. Then one day my son came home after starting a career in construction work in Michigan. And his first complaint was that he didn't have enough long sleeved clothes to keep warm in. And that he didn't have enough cash as yet to invest in a new wardrobe to fix that problem. I said; "Yes you do," and took him straight up to the attic and finished with, "just don't forget to go see your grandparents before you head back to Michigan, and we'll call it even."

As Always
I Am the
Dirt Man

 

[shereads]

For years my mother, and father in law would buy me a long sleeved shirt or sweater, and I would wonder who I could trade them off to as I only wear short sleaved shirts.

Hmm. My sister used to live in Chicago and always gave me sweaters for my life in Miami. Sweaters in her size...Anybody need some sweaters?