What's the most unhinged gift that you've ever pretended to love?

My parents found the Amazon wish list of someone with the same name as me, but not me.

Thought it had a bunch of weird items, but decided to not check in with me or any other family

member to see if they had the right list, and that's how I, as a 24-year-old male, got a maternity body pillow for

Christmas. The same crock pot three years in a row from my ex-husband's mother. His new

wife was gifted one last year. I'm certain that this woman has a palette of crockpots

stashed somewhere in her house.

Once when I was 18, my great-aunt found out I liked cats.

So for Christmas, she got me a clip-on tail with matching ears.

A girl I went to high school with and ended up taking college classes with wore them all

throughout college.

The class was unaffective public speaking, and we had to write a paper

and do a presentation on persuasion. We'd choose any topic to persuade someone in trying said

topic. Her choice was on why you should be a furry. Maybe your aunt thought you were into that?

My brother, maybe 11 at the time, took the wrapping paper off his gift from our

grandmother. It was in a tape dispenser box, and cue everyone laughing, ha ha ha ha ha. Ah, you got a tape dispenser.

We got pretty quiet when it turned out to be a tape dispenser. Ewe. Lesbian Christmas. My parents thought I was a lesbian

and wanted to be supportive. They gave me pink triangle earrings and poetry books by lesbians. I'm

not gay. The very first holiday after my wedding. My mother-in-law sends my wife and I, each separately,

the same self-help book on how to survive living with a hostile spouse. Not how to divorce or

anything, but how to live in the relationship with an awful bullying significant other. Not just

to her, not just to me, to both of us. Two copies of the same book. Her.

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