As the big day approaches I remember in a past life getting the most awful xmas presents from the now happily ex mother-in-law.
Most of them ended up in a charity shop and I remarked to my happily now ex wife that I'd be better if her mum just gave them straight to the charity shop and cut out the middle man. Didn't go down well.
A clay club I used to be in held a boxing day shoot in which every gun had to wrap up his least favourite xmas present as an entry and the winner got to choose.
One boxing day the winner chose an obvious bottle shape. We were all wondering who had put it in and if they had figured out the "rules".
The winning gun ran his hand over his bald pate grinning to show how delighted he was with his prize....a bottle of cheap hair conditioner.
Happily, my new family know me well enough to not give me any naff presents, birthday or xmas.
I get a lot of bottles...and none of them are hair conditioner .
Anyway, what do you do with your naff presents ?.
Most of them ended up in a charity shop and I remarked to my happily now ex wife that I'd be better if her mum just gave them straight to the charity shop and cut out the middle man. Didn't go down well.
A clay club I used to be in held a boxing day shoot in which every gun had to wrap up his least favourite xmas present as an entry and the winner got to choose.
One boxing day the winner chose an obvious bottle shape. We were all wondering who had put it in and if they had figured out the "rules".
The winning gun ran his hand over his bald pate grinning to show how delighted he was with his prize....a bottle of cheap hair conditioner.
Happily, my new family know me well enough to not give me any naff presents, birthday or xmas.
I get a lot of bottles...and none of them are hair conditioner .
Anyway, what do you do with your naff presents ?.