kymaera wrote:"...a bag of Frosty's Poop."
Mmmm, yummy!
Side funny today: we opened our presents, and were both just a touch disappointed.
I, because this Star Trek cel I'd been eyeing was sold, but it wasn't my husband that bought it.
He, because this Star Trek cel he'd been eyeing was sold, but it wasn't I that bought it.

Yes, we had been eyeing the same cel, but neither one of us got around to getting the durned thing, and so someone else got it!
Serves us right, I guess.
Wot my husband got:
1 - You've seen the cels I bought him. (boobie cel, bikini cel)
2 - Then there's the story of the "wrong" afghan I made him (finished on Christmas Eve about 11pm!)
3 - I repaired the winchimes we bought first thing when we got married (they fell apart about three years ago).
Summed up:
I bought him cels, fixed his bells, and warmed his balls.
