Monday, December 29, 2008

I Ask You. . .

I ask you. . . what kind of Christmas present is this???


The morning after Christmas I was cleaning things up in the kitchen and Ali was on the couch playing a computer game she had gotten for Christmas. We were both eating breakfast from the box of Christmas cookies that someone (who shall remain nameless) had given us as a gift. All of the sudden I heard a scream come from the living room. I went rushing in.

"What's the matter honey?!"

By then she was laughing, choking on a cookie and pointing at the box. I looked carefully, expecting to find a bug or something worse.

It was something worse.

Again I ask you. . .what kind of Christmas present is this???

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Do they have a cookie cutter of that? Or was it free hand? Was it placed in your box by mistake??? or just a joke to see if you would find it??!?? I need more details....

Tanya said...

It was put there on purpose! After some very funny (and crude!) text messages with the culprit it was a cookie cutter than someone from work gave him as a joke! Since this is the comments and not the post itself – the quote of the day was "a little sweet dick won't kill you!"

Marie said...

I guess a cookie penis is better than the real thing. Oh the places I could go with this one...