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The Pink Bunny Suit

We watched A Christmas Story for the first time last night and I was reminded of some of the horrible gifts I've been given in the past. One year, I remember my mom gave Kendra and I everything the same, but just in different colors...which included this little stationary set that had little Santa erasers in it. We still razz her about that because it was just so stupid. I got a homemade sweatshirt once from my step-grandma that had doilies hot glued all over it. Oh and the best was how my real grandma would buy her favorite grandkids Notre Dame stuff that was new, like still had the tags on it while I got a dirty old sweatshirt that was falling apart and had cardinals on it that was clearly straight out the dumpster. One year I did get this Sesame Street playhouse toy-thingy but it was all dirty and broken and I was like 12. Ooooo, I remember the year I decided to never again participate in the school gift exchange because everyone was talking and hoping and praying to NOT get the gift that Vicky brought...but I DID! It was a dirty, used stuffed animal. I was so pissed and told my 4th grade teacher "never again." Nothing else is coming to mind right now because I'm in pain with MORE dental problems...but as I am reminded, I will definately update this post.
Also, I wanted to add what my most bestest gift I ever received was...CABLE from my Boobs!!

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  1. I got a Olympic Sweatshirt from I think 8 years prior, it was clean though(I still have it, it's a good work out sweatshirt)
    I remember her ALWAYS giving NEW presents to the favorites...who does that?!
    Doily sweatshirt year was the year dad told them 'just give them money'!

    oh, now, being an adult, I feel bad for those kids(like vicky whoever), she was probably poor or her parents didn't give a rat's.....so sad. I'm emotional today...

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