The Gift That Keeps On Giving - By Sheri Bomb
At the end of July my boyfriend and I went down to Melbourne. I was attending nnb2011 and he was just along for the ride.
On the Saturday while the conference was on he spent the day wandering around the city checking out some of the shops.
When I got back to the hotel room on Saturday evening he proudly proclaimed that while I had been at the conference he had been thoughtful enough to get me a present.
I won't lie, I was a little touched and excited.
He reached into a brown paper bag and with a flourish produced: Poo Cow!
A little cow key ring that squirts brown goo from its rear end when you squeeze it.
On the Saturday while the conference was on he spent the day wandering around the city checking out some of the shops.
When I got back to the hotel room on Saturday evening he proudly proclaimed that while I had been at the conference he had been thoughtful enough to get me a present.
I won't lie, I was a little touched and excited.
He reached into a brown paper bag and with a flourish produced: Poo Cow!
A little cow key ring that squirts brown goo from its rear end when you squeeze it.
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| Behold, Poo Cow! |
I was a little shocked and gave a nervous laugh before waiting for the REAL present.
That was it.
I asked him if he was SERIOUS?
He said yes. Deadly.
Look at it, you'll always remember this from Melbourne.
Later he wrote <3 Melbourne on one side of it.
He's an eccentric man.
I'm still not sure whether to consider this sweet or just plain weird.
That was it.
I asked him if he was SERIOUS?
He said yes. Deadly.
Look at it, you'll always remember this from Melbourne.
Later he wrote <3 Melbourne on one side of it.
He's an eccentric man.
I'm still not sure whether to consider this sweet or just plain weird.
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One word really:
ReplyDeleteCRAP!
Yep, that gift is crap. Sorry.
ReplyDeleteI cannot stand the Poo Cow. Or those toys that poo lollies. So I have, of course, given them as joke gifts when there's been a $5 limit. Cos I'm all about giving hehe
ReplyDeleteI think you have to know him to 'get' his sense of humour. I won't lie, I did have a great giggle. But I also did re-gift this as a joke to a friend. Does that make me just as bad? Worse maybe?
ReplyDeleteOh, and thanks for reading everyone :)
And Glowless, thank you very very much for having me on your blog!!
That is a crap present. I DID buy one of those for my mum a few years ago. She has a thing for cows. And she has a warped sense of humour. So unlike Him, I wasnt in trouble.
ReplyDeleteI bought one by accident once LOL with horror of the stupid thing. Cheers SpecialK...
ReplyDeleteOh dear!
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