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Posted on 12/24/24 at 4:36 pm to Catahoula
I wanted a monster truck called "the animal" but all my 4 year old mind could ask for was a Bigfoot with claws. I was so mad when I just got a regular Bigfoot truck my dad laid on the floor and pretended the truck was killing him.
This was the commercial...I'll never forget how bad arse that thing looked to a 4 year old watching on a tube t.v with foil antenna
This was the commercial...I'll never forget how bad arse that thing looked to a 4 year old watching on a tube t.v with foil antenna
Posted on 12/24/24 at 4:39 pm to Catahoula
When I was little back in the early 70’s, I did not realize how poor we were. I wanted a train set. The electric ones that rode on tracks that connected together. What I got was a very cheap die cast set that just hooked together and was pulled around with no tracks. In today’s money, what you would get for about 10 bucks. It was the worst present ever.
Looking back, I realize that it was probably the greatest presents ever. My parents did their best to get me what I asked for.
Looking back, I realize that it was probably the greatest presents ever. My parents did their best to get me what I asked for.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 4:50 pm to Catahoula
Catching my first wife cheating on me 2 days before Christmas, at least at the time, now I consider it my greatest gift ever, my life has been infinitely better the last 18 years
Posted on 12/24/24 at 4:56 pm to Jimbojambojumbo
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Which two teams came with yours?
Mine had the Bears and Patriots - Christmas of 86
I had Miami v San Francisco, so it had to be Christmas of ‘85
Posted on 12/24/24 at 5:12 pm to Kadjin
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Catching my first wife cheating on me 2 days before Christmas,
You caught her in flagrante delicto? What position was she in? Give us the details.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 5:21 pm to Catahoula
Crabs
Posted on 12/24/24 at 5:24 pm to East Coast Band
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My husband bought me a Peleton one year after I had gained a few pounds during the yea
Wasn't there a thread about this?
Posted on 12/24/24 at 5:54 pm to East Coast Band
He shouldn’t have had to.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 6:51 pm to Jimbojambojumbo
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Which two teams came with yours?
Giants-Broncos. Christmas 87
Posted on 12/24/24 at 6:54 pm to BHM
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Looking back, I realize that it was probably the greatest presents ever. My parents did their best to get me what I asked for.
We didnt celebrate Christmas, but mom would take us to Western Auto the week after for their 50% off toy sale.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 6:59 pm to Catahoula
A $33k bill from a useless floor contractor we fired a week ago pretty much hits the top of the list.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 7:17 pm to Catahoula
As a kid it was clothes. If a kid didn't ask for them then you're really giving their parents a gift, not the kid. Always pissed me off.
My great aunt got her entire family the same present (and nothing else) one year: oder eater shoe inserts.
My great aunt got her entire family the same present (and nothing else) one year: oder eater shoe inserts.
This post was edited on 12/24/24 at 7:25 pm
Posted on 12/24/24 at 7:26 pm to Vincenzo Pantangelli
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A brush from my godmother. Cheap arse b.....
If she was raised in the depression like my grandparents were, I don't think they can help it.
I wouldn't call it a bad present, but very on brand, for my grandmother, but my freshman year of college she drove me to a drug store in town and asked what I needed. I picked out a plastic pitcher for iced tea, and a large jar of Jif peanut butter. Which I unwrapped Christmas morning. But I'll never forget it,
Posted on 12/24/24 at 7:27 pm to Catahoula
The snow fell softly outside the window, mirroring the quiet dread that had settled over me. Christmas Eve, a night usually filled with the warmth of family and the anticipation of gifts, now felt like a shroud of impending doom. My phone buzzed, the caller ID displaying an unknown number. My heart pounded against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the silence.
It was her.
The woman from the strip club in Miami, the one with eyes like stormy seas and a laugh that could melt glaciers. We'd spent a whirlwind weekend together, a passionate escape from the monotony of my life in Chicago. It had been a fleeting encounter, a stolen moment of pleasure, a secret I thought I'd successfully buried.
"Congratulations," she said, her voice a fragile whisper. "I'm pregnant."
The world tilted on its axis. My carefully constructed life, my carefully guarded anonymity, shattered into a thousand pieces. Panic clawed at my throat. I was a thousand miles away, a stranger in her life, a ghost in her memories.
The next few months were a blur of frantic phone calls, hurried flights, and hushed conversations with lawyers. Child support, visitation rights, the constant fear of exposure – it consumed me. My life, once predictable and comfortable, was now a chaotic whirlwind.
Then, four Christmases ago, I stumbled upon a truth that changed everything. I was browsing an online forum, a digital ghost in the shadows, when I came across a post. A woman, heartbroken and betrayed, was venting about her infidelity. The details were chillingly familiar: the city, the time, the distinctive tattoo… it was her.
The initial shock gave way to a strange sense of relief. The guilt, the anxiety, the constant fear of discovery – it all evaporated. I was no longer the unwitting father, the unsuspecting victim. I was just another man caught in the crosshairs of her deceit.
This Christmas Eve, the snow still falls, but it feels different now. The weight of the past, the burden of guilt, has finally lifted. I look at my family gathered around the fireplace, their faces lit with the warm glow of the holiday, and a genuine smile spreads across my face.
Life took an unexpected turn, a detour down a road I never imagined. But in the end, it led me back to here, to this moment, to the warmth of love and the joy of family. And that, I realized, is a gift far greater than any I could have ever imagined.
It was her.
The woman from the strip club in Miami, the one with eyes like stormy seas and a laugh that could melt glaciers. We'd spent a whirlwind weekend together, a passionate escape from the monotony of my life in Chicago. It had been a fleeting encounter, a stolen moment of pleasure, a secret I thought I'd successfully buried.
"Congratulations," she said, her voice a fragile whisper. "I'm pregnant."
The world tilted on its axis. My carefully constructed life, my carefully guarded anonymity, shattered into a thousand pieces. Panic clawed at my throat. I was a thousand miles away, a stranger in her life, a ghost in her memories.
The next few months were a blur of frantic phone calls, hurried flights, and hushed conversations with lawyers. Child support, visitation rights, the constant fear of exposure – it consumed me. My life, once predictable and comfortable, was now a chaotic whirlwind.
Then, four Christmases ago, I stumbled upon a truth that changed everything. I was browsing an online forum, a digital ghost in the shadows, when I came across a post. A woman, heartbroken and betrayed, was venting about her infidelity. The details were chillingly familiar: the city, the time, the distinctive tattoo… it was her.
The initial shock gave way to a strange sense of relief. The guilt, the anxiety, the constant fear of discovery – it all evaporated. I was no longer the unwitting father, the unsuspecting victim. I was just another man caught in the crosshairs of her deceit.
This Christmas Eve, the snow still falls, but it feels different now. The weight of the past, the burden of guilt, has finally lifted. I look at my family gathered around the fireplace, their faces lit with the warm glow of the holiday, and a genuine smile spreads across my face.
Life took an unexpected turn, a detour down a road I never imagined. But in the end, it led me back to here, to this moment, to the warmth of love and the joy of family. And that, I realized, is a gift far greater than any I could have ever imagined.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 7:35 pm to Jimbojambojumbo
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Which two teams came with yours?
Mine had the Bears and Patriots - Christmas of 86’.
Mine were Vikings vs Raiders 1977. I actually ordered the Saints and had them too. I guess in 1977 the toy was a little more fun compared to later years.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 7:42 pm to Catahoula
I was a 14 year old tomboy and asked Santa for new bedroom furniture
Got this shite. I didn’t own any jewelry
Got this shite. I didn’t own any jewelry
Posted on 12/24/24 at 8:02 pm to East Coast Band
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My husband bought me a Peleton one year after I had gained a few pounds during the year.
Posted on 12/24/24 at 8:17 pm to Hawgnsincebirth55
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received a phonics learning tablet when I was 8 that I thought was stupid as soon as I opened it. And basically made it known
Looking back (was the 90s for me) I think our grandparents were so blown away by how learning could be done that they thought stuff like that would make mind blowing lyrics good gifts....where we saw tech as games.
I still remember my grandpa getting me an encyclopedia on CD-Rom.... he was so pumped for me to open it and I had no idea what I was looking at. He must have spent an hour explaining to me how amazing this program was.... I waited for him to leave...played a game I had got from someone else and I don't think ever opened that box
Posted on 12/24/24 at 9:35 pm to Captain_Morgan
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A few years ago, my mom got me a beanie. It was toddler sized.
My mom got me a pair of boots from Nordstrom Rack. They were actually pretty damn nice but unfortunately one was a size 11 1/2 and the other was a 9
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