The worst birthday gift I've received to date: full-coverage grandma briefs, gifted to me on my twelfth birthday. These briefs weren't a gag gift, readers. Oh no, no, no. They came in a festive gift bag, nestled in a sea of colored tissue paper. There was also a card in the bag, which earnestly wishing me a happy birthday.
Another worst birthday gift I've received to date: remember that lecture on biological urges to which I was subjected last year? I don't know about you but I'd say that was a pretty bad gift.
The best birthday gift I've ever received to date: everything that isn't grandma briefs or talks about biological urges.
I wonder what MP's getting me for my birthday.
5 comments:
probably crotchless panties.
OK - we figured that the "Grannys" are not your cup of tea....
What do you want for your birthday?
A worse gift: an acquaintance, turning 30 and unhappily single, received a very expensive, very frumpy, granny nightgown from her mother for her birthday. Thanks Mom!
this is all meant to be dry satire right?.....right?!
Jersey Girl: shame on you.
BigKahuna: your friendship is a gift I cherish every day. I'm not being sarcastic.
Francesca: my mother is an optimist. I'll leave it to the disgruntled aunties in the community to gift me with granny-wear.
Anonymous: I'm the most earnest person my friends know.
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