Floppy Gifts

Okay everybody!!  Please spread the word and invite friends over to my blog to play and don't be afraid to join in!!  This is just for fun!!

Here's the question of the day!!

What is the lamest present you have ever bought for someone that totally flopped?

I will go first!!  A few years ago for our anniversary I actually (for what reason I don't know)  bought my husband Pop-up yard bags to clean up leaves from the front yard!!!


Needless to say it was not a hit!  What was I thinking?

Sharmon

Comments

  1. LindsayOctober 3, 2011 at 4:01 PM

    well, my dad got my mom tire chains for christmas. you can't really beat that one! :)

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