Shoddy PresentsI have an aunt who for many years would send me the same christmas present every year. A Biro. Each year I wrote inevitable "Thankyou so much for the Biro. I am using it to write this letter" letter, each year a new one arrived.
Tell us all about the rubbish that has been foisted upon you over the years.
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chthonic, Thu 23 Sep 2004, 10:14)
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The true meaning of Christmas: socks and pants...I'm now 28, and ever since I was about 10 I could rely on 3 certainties... Death, Taxes and Socks and Pants for Christmas. Generally boring socks and functional boxers by the mountainload. Well last december I was doing the pre-home-visit clean up of my flat, and decided to throw out a load of old junk and tatty clothes. I discovered that the grot-supply was running low, and it was therefore time for a trip to Primark...when I caught myself. Why go to Primark and spend a whole English pound on 5 pairs of boxers when I will undoubtably will get a shedload for chrimbo.
I am a genius.
And that christmas I was a genius going commando.
My aunts and my nan thoughtfully bought me selection boxes.
I don't eat chocolate.
(, Tue 28 Sep 2004, 15:00, Reply)
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