I have decided that the ruse has gone on long enough. Here is a list of several common gifts and their true meaning:
Flowers: Here honey, I saw this beautiful living thing that reminded me of you, so I killed it and now you get to watch them slowly die.Now you know the truth.
Perfume: Frankly, you don't smell all that great.
Jewelry: Because you just aren't pretty enough on your own.
Chocolate: You will be unable to resist the momentary pleasure, only to find out that years of suffering through leg-lifts and wacko cactus-root diets will be unable to rid you of the unsightly cellulite that I am knowingly cursing you with.
8 comments:
Don't forget poetry! A little pretension makes everyone more attractive.
I don't mean to say that there aren't sincere poets out there--in my own family no less. My favorite family poem comes from Mother's Day more than a decade ago, written by my brother:
Roses are red
Lamp shades are yellow
Thank you for giving
Me rides with my cello
I think that is hilarious! The flower definition was priceless! I like flowers but I like potted plants more for that very reason.
Don't we know someone who filled a girls apartment with roses ~5 years ago... :)
But you are so right... not to mention the fact that all of those items cost an insane amount of money that I would much rather put to a different use! How many marriages/relationships are rocky because of finances... but I digress....
i hope you're kidding. this is not the kind of validation your sisters need.
Hillarious!
I always buy living plants for my wife when I want to give her flowers. I've done the jewelry thing. Do the chocolate thing all the time (probably more for myself than for her). What does a giant stuffed Tigger mean?
Cuddly stuffed animals mean that you would prefer NOT to have to snuggle so much. It's a dummy to stand in for you.
I love flowers, I buy them for myself so when I wake up each morning I am greeted by beautiful natural color and yes they die but we are dying slowly everyday ourselves. Pufume-yuck it stinks. Chocolate its for the men so we can get the happy endorphins going during PMS. But the best gift I can get from my man is his attention. Theirs nothing like a back rub or to lay one the couch while he storks my hair-which he does by the way. I am a lucky girl!
But very funny post all the same!
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