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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

The worst Christmas gift ever.

I just got it in the mail. And I love it. No, not the procedure. A brochure for the procedure. This time next week, many of us will be in shock over similar gifts that we’ll receive. Perhaps even remembering back to the worst gifts we got from previous years that still occupy a special place in our hearts. You know the place. Where childhood memories of things like clowns die hard.

For this is the realm of gifts from Aunt Mary. Oh, everyone has one. The aunt who has no clue when it comes to picking out gifts, or worse - she has a clue and just doesn’t care? This is her time of year people. Your disdain is the wind beneath her wings.

I give you Aunt Mary Nation. Rejoice.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yes, Can't you feel it? The movement is growing. Not the one suggested by the brochure necessarily but the Aunt Mary Movement. By this time next year we'll need a logo -- a big logo. However, this opening your gifts early has to stop -- or no room temperature green bean casserole for you, mister!