You shouldn't have... No really you shouldn't have
Gift of christmas past. Here is the story:
Year: 1995
Gift received: Hot Glue Gun
From: Mom
Status: Returned it... didn't tell Mom
Year: 1996
Gift received: Hot Glue Gun
From: Mom
Status: Returned it... didn't tell Mom
Year: 1997
Gift received: Hot Glue Gun
From: Mom
Status: Returned it... didn't tell Mom
Year: 1998
Gift received: Hot Glue Gun
From: Mom
Status: I busted out laughing... told Mom and kept the damn thing... GEEZZZZZ
Now every Christmas when I open my gift from her I shake it and say "Hope this isn't another hot glue gun." btw- I love my Mom... she laughs at the glue gun story too.
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posted by Bart @ 7:39 AM
9 comments
9 Comments:
Clearly an opportunity to re-gift.
Why in the world would you ever return a glue gun? Next to duct tape you can use it to fix damn near anything!
Why does she give you glue guns every year? Especially if she didn't know you returned them?
I couldn't post what I wanted to post today b/c my hubby reads my blog, so I couldn't post all of the worthless shit his mother has bought for me.
Yeah what can I say, I didn't know how handy a glue gun was... now I don't know what I'd do without it.
She just forgot from year-to-year that that is what she had given me the previous year.
I didn't want to hurt her feelings but after 4 times... come on
My husband always gets the same thing from his mom and dad at christmas.
One year we were on the way to their house to open presents and my husband was lamenting this fact. I said, Oh hon, just have fun with it. So he did. He held each present up to his head (think Carnac the Magnificent) and would proclaim what the gift was then open it and scream, I was right I was right....gawd it was funny.
His parents were not amused.
The next year they bought him a box of Fruit Loops cereal for christmas.
We thought this was funnier than the year before.
The year after that, they were right back to the big 5 jeans, underwear, socks, boots and a flashlight.
I've got to go...gotta call my hubby and ask him what he thinks his mom is buying him.
thanks for the laugh...oh and can I borrow your glue gun?
Are you serious?
The glue gun is to the home what Excel is to the office...can't live without it.
Dude, I love my glue gun!
(patiently waiting for a new post).
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