a couple of years ago i travelled home for the holidays. it was nice because i hadn't had the chance in a while and i got to hang out with dan (friend from highschool) my mom had already told me that she was really excited about one of the gifts she got for me-she said something about it being really adorable. . .
now, my mom and i don't exactly share the same view on what is adorable. so, i was slightly apprehensive. but i decided to let her be excited about it, and i would try to be the same upon opening it. that day i spent time with dan at the mall. granted, there isn't much in the massena mall, but we did some walking, and some giggling over the minature new ice rink that they added to attract shows like the ice capades- that could never fit in that size rink. during our walkings about, we came across one of those little areas in the middle of the mall walkway selling seasonal gifts. these gifts in particular we found to be a bit disturbing. they were small cats and dogs, meant to be cute, that were covered in rabbit hair, so if you touched them, they felt that real cats and dogs. the cats were usually in groups of two, nestled and sleeping in a basket. we were disturbed, and yet found it completely hilarious. . . because, well, we are both a little sick in the head like that.
lated that day, i was home. mom decided that my 'night before christmas' present was to be the one she was so excited about. on the site of opening it. i started laughing and fell to the floor. her 'adorable' present was the same disturbingly funny kitties sleeping in a basket that dan and i had seen earlier. i explaied the whole deal, and mom got a kick out of it as well. but the fun doesn't stop here folks!
dan came over the next day and i unveiled my gift, to which there was more spralling spasmatic bodies laughing on the floor. we came up with plan of places i could put it that would insite reactions. like in the back window of my car. . . how many angry aspca notes would i find on my windshield? later i discovered that you would remove the kitties from their basket. which made them seem like freeze dried kitties. you could toss them like a frisbee. . . . . . then, i discovered that they fit in other things as well. . . .
yes, sick and twisted i may be.
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