Well, I did it! I finally started my Christmas shopping. Oh, I still have a long ways to go, but I’m feeling good about this purchase. A coworker received one of these as a gag-gift from our CEO, and the minute I saw it in action, I knew I’d be purchasing several of them as gifts myself.
And just because I’m an adult doesn’t mean I’m done torturing my siblings. My tactics are just a little different than they were in my younger days. Now, I can antagonize my brothers and sister through their children.
Yep. Six young nephews and one young niece will each be receiving a flying, screeching monkey for Christmas this year. And if there are any protests from the moms and dads, I’ll just remind them of all of the years my kids received gifts such as the book about farting, and the games about nose picking and toilet flushing.
I suppose I should really get on with the serious shopping, but I wanted to make sure I got the really important stuff taken care of first