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"What is the oddest gift you have ever been given"?
These questions, for one, they keep getting stranger. Desert islands, and such. But seriously, let me think. I know I've gotten those sorts of gifts from relatives who never see you, and don't know what in the hell you'd want. Do those count?
Because one birthday, when I was in police academy, my Aunt Rachel sent me a shirt box full of ... socks. Yeah. Socks. Very ugly socks, too. They couldn't just have been plain white socks, or anything. No. These had argyle patterns, plaid, stripes, and ... I think one pair even had little beetles or something.
Though, I'd put that under -stupid- gifts, not odd.
For odd ... I might have to go with that perpetual-motion desk thing that Maureen gave me once. Had a dolphin on it that went through this hoop, over and over.
First reason why this was odd? ... I've never really been a dolphin person.
Second? I don't have a permanent office where I can put that kinda kitsch.
But hey. Odd gifts are a part of life, I guess. Or something. ... I dunno, this is just usually the part where I try to sound profound, lately. I don't know who I think I'm fooling with it, though.
These questions, for one, they keep getting stranger. Desert islands, and such. But seriously, let me think. I know I've gotten those sorts of gifts from relatives who never see you, and don't know what in the hell you'd want. Do those count?
Because one birthday, when I was in police academy, my Aunt Rachel sent me a shirt box full of ... socks. Yeah. Socks. Very ugly socks, too. They couldn't just have been plain white socks, or anything. No. These had argyle patterns, plaid, stripes, and ... I think one pair even had little beetles or something.
Though, I'd put that under -stupid- gifts, not odd.
For odd ... I might have to go with that perpetual-motion desk thing that Maureen gave me once. Had a dolphin on it that went through this hoop, over and over.
First reason why this was odd? ... I've never really been a dolphin person.
Second? I don't have a permanent office where I can put that kinda kitsch.
But hey. Odd gifts are a part of life, I guess. Or something. ... I dunno, this is just usually the part where I try to sound profound, lately. I don't know who I think I'm fooling with it, though.