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What's the worst gift you've ever gotten for Christmas, that was given with the thought that you would actually like it?
From what I can remember, I would have to say it would be this Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer sweater I got from my Grandparents when I was like 10. They got each of the Grandkids one (7 kids total), and had us all gather around for a big photo-op with our matching Rudolph sweaters on. They genuenly thought we liked the gift...I took it off after the picture was over, and never gave it so much as a glance for the rest of my life. -Ugly Bastard |
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I like dirt.
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My rich grandparents are notorious for giving me crap I don't want. Sweaters that don't fit, gift certificates that I never use (like Ruby Tuesdays...I've had those for 3 or 4 years now)...but the worst would be this stupid globe thing. I already had a globe, and what would I want one for anyway?
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I like dirt.
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Haha...that reminds me of one Christmas of my own. I kept opening these games that were Super Nintendo, and I basically told my mom that she was an idiot, because I didn't have a Super Nintendo. Just a good old NES. So later that day I'm sitting there with games that I can't play, just kind of staring into space and my mom brings me another present that she "found". It was a Super Nintendo.
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A number of years ago my family received a package from my grandparents as usual. The gifts inside did not seem out of the ordinary, just normal clothes.
That is until I actually opened my gift. As I inspected the shirt, I discovered something truly horrible.. the front of the shirt had a stick person doing all the steps in the "Macarena". Needless to say I laughed my ass off. |
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Last year for christmas, I was down in one of the southermost parts of the state. While there, I visited my step-grandparents. Not to my surprise, there were presents there for me, so far so good. I see some decent sized boxes, and one present shaped like a cd. I open the present to find that I'd recieved a one foot-tall battery powered Dodge Ram 4X4 truck, complete with shifter in the bed so that I could run it into walls. A horrible gift for a 16 year old with his drivers license. Next up, I open a medium sized present to find that I was the proud recipient of a....collection of assorted fantasy and/or cheesy action novels (later set afire). Finally, I get to the cd shaped gift, okay, I made a list of cd's I wanted, so they can't possibly go wrong. By thinking that, I jinxed myself, I open it to find a copy of Saturday Night Live's 25th anniversary album, part two, featuring all of the artists that I didn't want to hear. I know that SNL has had some decent musical artists play, but not one of these were on this cd. Sinead O'Connor was a good as it got. I wanted to kill myself. I had to say thank you, and then my mom told me I should listen to my new cd in my walkman that I'd inconveniently brought with me, DAMN. Horrible day 'twas.
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Man. Christmases spent at great-grandparents' houses are hell in every aspect. Including the 'stringing up of your intestines in front of your face as it is slowly melting away' aspect.
Anyway, I always got stupid car games from them. Every year, it would be some horribly conceived gift meant to entertain me in the car. Oftentimes there would be horrible childrens books too. Seriously, how am I going to play checkers in the car? Or Operation? Give me a fucking break. Either way, you could definitely tell that my great-grandma wasn't the one that picked them out. And since my great-grandpa was dead, you could definitely tell that he wasn't the one that picked them out. It was those damn nursing home bitches. They probably made a list of grandkids that they had to go out and buy for for the whole nursing home and their kin. Too bad I couldn't make my grandparents pay for putting my great-grandparents in a sub-par nursing facility. Wow......I'm off to find some humanity. |
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My grandparents manage to give me $5 every christmas. When I was 4 that was a lot of money, when I was 5 it was great up until about 10 years old it was still happening. By the time I was 11 it was just okay, when I was 14 it was horrible. Last year at 17 years old I just thought to myself "what the fuck can I buy a couple quarter pounders with cheese?". You think as age increases so would the money but those damn $5 bills never seem to go away.
A worst gift for me was last year when my mom bought me this leather jacket that was hideous. It was exactly like a leather jacket you would see on "Grease". I felt horrible telling her I didn't like it but sometimes the truth hurts. |
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There's life and then there is Cubs baseball, it's a chore to seperate the two.
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Um im still stuck on UB answer....is there any way you could get this picture up on here!!! i would love to see you in your reindeer sweater
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Nubblies: If we put up with Felix, we will put up with you too.
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Oh god the hideous sweaters never end in my family. My aunt always gets me an ugly sweater. I used to get sweat suits until I finally turned about 11 and they figured out I never wore them anymore.
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"Remember, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Except for herpes. That shit'll come back with you."
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Ish...
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Every year my aunt and uncle get me these ugly sweaters, big enough for a hippo, and covered in pictures of teddy bears. It wouldnt be bad if....
1) i liked teddy bears(there the ones who are obsessed with them) 2)i was a hippo 3)Or IF THEY WERE RETURNABLE..for gods sake, |
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the worst well intentioned gift i ever got was from my grandma on my dads side.....she always would send me money at steadily increasing amounts as i got older (i am up to 50 dollars right now) but one year (when i was ten) she decided to get creative so she sent me not one but three hideous gifts
gift 1: You guessed it!!! an incredibly ugly sweater with a giant picture of the holly jolly motherfucker himself on it....santa claus gift 2: a trashy harlequin romance novel called passion like bursts of the sun or something like that. i read about four sentences and realized that it was and amazing collection of SHIT gift 3: and by far the worst a mountain hiking Ken doll (which she insisted my dad used to play with the same thing when he was my age, i later asked him about it and he laughed his ass off and said i think she meant GIJoes) well yeah thats my story |
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