It was 1980-something when a woman I know gave my 4 year old daughter a recorder for Christmas. As soon as it was opened and admired I offered my girl another gift to open and quickly put the recorder out of reach, and sight. The next time I saw the woman she asked how my daughter enjoyed her gift and inquired of its whereabouts. I offered to buy her firstborn one for Christmas when he or she turned 4. After a brief chuckle, the subject was then dropped.
One of my brothers once forgot that I was the “cool uncle” who was often the only person who understood what it was exactly that his kids were into at any given moment; all anyone had to do was give me the gist of it and I’d figure it out.
This, of course, was due in large part to my familiarity with the local toy stores and the items at those stores.
…Including what was really noisy or annoying…
He learned very quickly to take a kinder attitude towards me.
oldpine52 about 1 year ago
This could get ugly real fast.
angelolady Premium Member about 1 year ago
Whoa, that’s revenge!
tudza Premium Member about 1 year ago
Saw this coming from the start.
Kombul Premium Member about 1 year ago
yeah, Mad-Magazine run an almost identical one in the 1960s, nice but done
Doug K about 1 year ago
One good turn deserves another. Do unto others …
jango about 1 year ago
Modern adaptation of the Little Drummer Boy (now Girl)
royq27 about 1 year ago
Revenge is a dish best served LOUD!
ladykat about 1 year ago
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
oakie817 about 1 year ago
when i was about that age, 6 or 7, my grandmother gave me a drum set one Christmas…she lived in CA and we lived in RI
vorlon42 about 1 year ago
This is how garage bands get started.
raybarb44 about 1 year ago
Of course you know, this means war…..
Frank Burns Eats Worms about 1 year ago
The fun-doh incident was bound to have repercussions.
tammyspeakslife Premium Member about 1 year ago
It was 1980-something when a woman I know gave my 4 year old daughter a recorder for Christmas. As soon as it was opened and admired I offered my girl another gift to open and quickly put the recorder out of reach, and sight. The next time I saw the woman she asked how my daughter enjoyed her gift and inquired of its whereabouts. I offered to buy her firstborn one for Christmas when he or she turned 4. After a brief chuckle, the subject was then dropped.
Ironhold about 1 year ago
One of my brothers once forgot that I was the “cool uncle” who was often the only person who understood what it was exactly that his kids were into at any given moment; all anyone had to do was give me the gist of it and I’d figure it out.
This, of course, was due in large part to my familiarity with the local toy stores and the items at those stores.
…Including what was really noisy or annoying…
He learned very quickly to take a kinder attitude towards me.