
Colleagues presented an electric slicer for 5000 rubles. Lies for 3 years on the mezzanine.
For twenty -seven years, parents entered the car insurance so that I would take them to the store.
On February 23, the female colleagues presented a box of sweets, which was intended for the veteran, but for some reason, it did not reach it. He worked in the House of Children's Creativity.
On New Year's Eve, at the age of 8, he received a gift - a black turtleneck and a boring book, apparently, did not behave badly. So I stopped believing in Santa Claus.
I was also presented with a trimmer at 11-12 years old, on 23 turned on, and he is a non-working one.
My father for my mother’s birthday (April 5, it is worth noting, and Siberia) gave a cow. There is no barn, there is no hay, just *** [excellent], the snow still lies, the early morning, cold, the cow is tied to the snowdrift and yells - he wants to eat.
It is also worth noting that my mother was 25, she had two young children and was related to agriculture only through veterinary education. My bati generally had a gift for gifts.
I was going to celebrate my birthday with my friends in nature. Summer, excellent weather, decided to get out to the river with tents. We agreed in advance where and with whom. As a result, from all invited (10 people) a Kikimora hat from a fishing store was presented.
A friend once gave me a ball, one on which pregnant women are engaged. He argued as follows: you love football, so you love the ball, then you will be glad to the ball. You can add that I was then a student and lived in a cramped dormitory, so you won’t turn out to this ball there.
Aunt once gave me toilet paper with jokes.
Once they gave me two living frogs. White so water. Friends considered it appropriate because I collected frogs (souvenirs, toys). It was not realistic to give them to someone else-there were no fools. And these cute creatures brought me a lot of trouble. They shit like mammoths, the aquarium had to be cleaned every day. And they croaked so loudly at night that it was impossible to sleep. And in order to get rid of all these horrors, I had to make a decision to kill innocent tummy in anything. Wow a gift.
Grandma decided to make repairs. For a long time I hinted that I needed a screwdriver. As a result, instead of a laptop promised by relatives, I received a screwdriver. Thanks to the granny.
In Soviet childhood, a friend for a birthday always gave books. Once a new book that was presented to him himself before. Inside there was a gift inscription “Dear Ruslan ...” (Ruslan is he, not me), but he did not know about it, because he never opened the book. I did not tell him about it.
It was when I was 12 years old. My uncle then worked in the traffic police-he issued numbers for cars, in the light of which he had not only income above the average, but also damn mountain of gifts-“thanks”. I don’t remember what I dreamed of on my 13th birthday: either a pager, or a mountain bike, and it doesn’t matter. But from my uncle I got something that my life definitely did not prepare me.
Imagine a large cake, the same as they do for a wedding. So. The same size and form factor stand, all in the Chinese peeling gilding, in bulbs, like from Christmas garland, in some stickers with hieroglyphs. And on this stand there is everything in the same peeling gilding plastic statue of Mao Zedong. Also rather big, 30 centimeters. This device was able to shimmer with all the colors of the rainbow and reproduce monophonic melodies. Now I am waiting for my 27th birthday, but that gift is still puzzled.
Photo in the announcement: Daniela Stärk / Alamy / Vida Press