Just now, during our usual “I just mailed your Christmas preseeeeeeeent!” tease we do every year.
Joelle: I think you’re going to be really happy with your gift. It’s solely for you, it indulges no one else but you. It’s for you to totally enjoy and tell everyone else to piss off.
Kathy: do i need to open it in private? my parents will be here. hahahaha!
Joelle: no. lol. it’s all G-rated
Kathy: ok, just checking before I open a giant rubber fist in front of my mother.
Well, shoot! There goes her birthday gift. *sigh*
Damn girl, I gotta go shopping with you!
@slackmistress: haha! I didn’t really get her a big rubber fist!
It’s latex.
That reminds me of my bridal shower where my friends gave me a gift in a Victoria’s Secret box. Not something I would mind opening in front of them, but this was in front of my mom, grandmother, and about 10 other members of my extended family. I just about *died*.
Turned out it was kitchen utensils. They just stuck it in the VS box to watch me die of embarrassment!
Anyone see EuroTrip? When the guy is in the sex shop in Amsterdam? The gas powered whatchamacallit?
That’s what I thought of as I was reading this entry.
This sick thought has been brought to you by the letters A, and R, and the number 11. And Satan, who apparently has control of my subconscious right now.
*fists*