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It was the best of gifts, it was the worst of gifts ...

 
  

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Ticker
16:32 / 27.12.06
chocolate scented socks? really?
 
 
The Falcon
15:47 / 28.12.06
I think it's the book beneath that Joe Flysign is really upset about. It's an upsetting gift, but I really want to know if he actually got it now, because that'd be really funny. Off Alex. Yeah, probably.
 
 
All Acting Regiment
16:52 / 28.12.06
What, Alexis Petridis?
 
 
iconoplast
18:31 / 28.12.06


My kitchen is covered in Peanut Butter frosting now. I think I managed to avoid getting it on the ceiling.
 
 
Ticker
19:13 / 28.12.06
it comes with a twinkie filling injector? How cool is that!
 
 
All Acting Regiment
19:16 / 28.12.06
Great! Now I won't keep having to disinfect the turkey baster!
 
 
iconoplast
22:07 / 28.12.06
You see that twinkie with the cowboy hat? You may even know him as Twinkie The kid...

What you don't know is that he is hollow.

He is, in fact, a Twinkie Case.

I can only complain about his lamentable lack of a clip on the back, as nothing says 'Utility Belt' like a custom-made Twinkie case.
 
 
Essential Dazzler
22:11 / 28.12.06
I almost bought a copy of Chris Moyle's book to set fire to, just so nobody would accidently be given it. I'm sorry I didn't try harder Flyboy.
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
23:18 / 28.12.06
It was from one of my brothers. I think it was meant to be a joke, partly, but honestly, what kind of person spends at least a tenner on a joke at the expense of getting a sibling something they might not despise?
 
 
alphito
03:36 / 29.12.06
best: my brother got me a beeeyootifull silver remote-control dalek that chases and turns in circles and shoots and lights up and screams galactic fascist catchphrases very loudly! with a tardis-shaped control box. i thought i was way too old for toys, but i was incorrect. it's the best thing i've had along those lines since a sailor moon singing also-lighting-up alarm clock that you had to beat on the head to make stop that someone gave me about ten years ago. (all my other stuff is old and chipped/torn/'distressed' and thirdhand and i pretty much like it that way, so these are the bright shiny lapses in taste allow myself)

worst: the delicious cookies made by my co-worker, as i am now apparently to be gluten-free. i ate extra chocolate to make up for it, but still. it was sad.
 
 
Billuccho!
03:49 / 29.12.06
Best: Bowling shoes, and the Complete MASH on DVD.

Worst: Oh, nothing, really. Some relatives still end up giving me more bloody nutcrackers, because I used to collect them as a kid. Now I have a hundred of the damn things. But it's the thought that counts.
 
 
Spaniel
07:06 / 29.12.06
I'd like a nutcracker.
 
 
Kirin? Who the heck?
10:40 / 29.12.06
Best this year: a 'cyber tool' Swiss Army Knife from my parents, which, apart from the name, is amazingly useful. It has, I believe, 41 functions, including a small screwdriver with exchangeable bits, wire strippers, and (inexplicably) a nail file. It is also blue, which makes it look a little more interesting than your common-or-garden red variety.

Worst: well, someone gave me a set of HB pencils, but I'll actually use those. The worst, from relatives who obviously don't know me, is a football alarm clock. It really is somewhat naff. It is shaped like a football, with a little embedded, hard-to-read display. Its chime, rather than something sensible, is a poorly digitised clip of some football chant. Quite apart from the fact that I would never want to wake up to the sound of three thousand metric units of testosterone being blasted out, it also has the nasty habit of going off randomly, and never at the time set.

I'd pass it onto some poor, unsuspecting schmuck, but for the fear that it would start a spiral of hate, anger and mental disorders which would eventually result in the recipient becoming the next Dark Lord and enslaving the human race.

Okay, perhaps it isn't quite that bad, but it is pretty awful.
 
 
Whisky Priestess
11:26 / 29.12.06
Best this year:

Air pistol. Unfortunately it's one of those that looks and is weighted like a real gun, so I can't really take it out of the homestead without being arrested, but otherwise it's very cool.

Worst:
A bottle of Rive Gauche from my parents. Not only is it not my perfume brand, if I wanted to smell like an old lady I'd already be sucking humbugs and keeping cats.
 
 
gingerbop
22:50 / 29.12.06
Best:
Driving lessons. At last, I appreciate a useful present.

Worst:
Probably a pashmina. Lovely, I'm sure. But when have I ever worn such an item, particularly in a colour (pale purple) which makes my face look like a tangerine.

Or a MooCoo clock. A cukoo clock, but green and plastic, with a cow that comes out and moos on the hour, as long as the room is light. Just a bit silly and unnecessary, really.
 
 
Whisky Priestess
10:54 / 30.12.06
Worst present bought but not given:

A copy of Anthony Bourdain's kitchen-based thriller (called Blue Rare or some such nonsense) with the first 23 pages missing.

This brand new from a proper bookshop! Tchoh!
 
 
Grey Area
20:04 / 31.12.06
Pretty much everyone in the family gave me money or deferred the gift until I will be back home in February. The best gift I got was from the company, who told me that I have passed my internship and will be a contracted, full-time employee from the 1st of January onwards. The company also gave everyone airline tokens to the value of 400 quid as the christmas present, so that's my summer holiday flight sorted. Yay!
 
 
Kiltartan Cross
22:00 / 31.12.06
Fenris Wolf. In Lego. Most cool.

And the little fellow's hands come off, too. That'll serve him right for being such a bad role model to the children of the world, yah.
 
 
lonely as a cloud...
14:38 / 03.01.07
Best present...hmmm. 's a toss-up between the stack of graphic novels my little brother bought me, and the "Release The Beast" t-shirt my ex got me. Oh, and the huge lovely duffel-coat my mother got me.
 
Worst present: the box of tea-bags my mother got me. It's a lovely wooden box, but half the tea in it is herbal stuff that I really would never touch, and also she *knew* that I'd been given *another* large tea set a couple of months ago. I mean, it was a lovely, and more importantly, appropriate present, but it just made me sad that it'd just sit around gathering dust for ages...
 
 
lekvar
19:22 / 03.01.07
The best this year would be the cold hard cash my dad sent, which will go towards furthering my audio toy addiction.

The worst would be the two Terry Pratchett books that he sent along with the cash. He's been bigging them up for months now and I have to read them so I can give an honest review.

Given that the combined gifts equal $50 per book, I should make the effort.
 
 
Lama glama
19:48 / 03.01.07
The best was undoubtedly from my parents this year. I'd been gradually getting all of the Buffy DVD boxsets, so they decided to finish the job for me this Christmas and get me season 2, as well as the complete Angel boxset. I didn't remember Angel as being such an excellent show, but several marathon viewings in and it's easily as good as Buffy is.

The worst present was from one of my friends. This guy is usually quite good with presents. The year before he got me this collection of incense which came in a really nice box and for my birthday he got me a selection of wrist bangles and other body decoration bits. I've always reciprocated with fairly nice gifts, but this year, he got me the most bizarre gift ever. He got me a book on the history of mental health nursing in Ireland. Now, this might be a fairly fascinating book if I was involved in either the mental health or nursing professions, but I'm not. Similarly, as joke gifts go, I'd prefer a copy of that Chris Moyles book.. After days of investigating this monumentally confusing gift choice, I discovered that he had in fact given it to several other people as well. Turns out that his mother wrote the book (none of the recipients had recognised her maiden name). It's nice, I suppose, that he's proud of his mother's book..but next year, he'll be getting a copy of my brother's thesis.
 
 
Spaniel
20:00 / 03.01.07
I'd prefer a copy of that Chris Moyles book

Eh?
 
 
Mistoffelees
20:09 / 03.01.07
You Know My Callsign´s book, the photo in the last post on the first page.
 
 
Whisky Priestess
22:44 / 03.01.07
My aunt was kind enough to order herself a copy of the UEA Anthology with my story in it. Alas, I didn't get the opportunity to warn her that it's a bit filthy and involves the word "cunt" as an insult and some scenes of an adult nature, specifically involving a bloke sucking another bloke's cock. While she may be down with this, I fear she may feel the need to hide it from her staunchly Christian husband ...

This following the entertaining request (despite warnings!) from my mother for her Mother's Day gift this year - another anthology featuring a separate story of mine which involves dildoes, vibrators, troilism, lesbianism and Class As.

I should stress that I do write quite a few things which are not centred around sex and drugs - it's just that nobody seems to want to print them ...
 
  

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