Went to see the glasshouse the other night and Dave was coming around to do his questionaire to the audience thing. So the question was: What was the worst birthday gift you have ever received? I was really excited because I had a really good answer that I didn’t even have to lie about…
A scratchie.
And it wasn’t even a joke present.
But dave didn’t get to my end of the queue. This guy who made up a gift of a dead goldfish got on TV, but me with my real pain, did not.
So next time you think about getting me a scratchie for ANY occasion, just buy me a skim mocha with two (brown) sugars instead.
Friday, April 14, 2006
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dear, like, my comment,
my worst ever gift was this really, and i mean really, ugly fake fur makeup bag, i mean it looked like it had been bought at a flea market on a raining day and had been dropped in the mud and rinsed under a tap before being given to me.... and it was from TWO people! How tight can you get?
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