Wednesday, July 18, 2007

gift dog in the mouth, creepy

Wherein i begin our new series entitled: Inexplicable Gifts from Vendors.

One particular company I order stuff from sends "gifts" with each order. I have seven fringed fleece scarves with pockets, several weird water bottles, a few keychains, and, during the winter months, they ususally package tins of those powdery mini-chocolate in three metric shit tons of protective bubble wrap.

I just got my order and inside was my free gift.

They are velcro'ed both together and to the strange wicker basket. Apparently, said vendor thinks I am a 64 year old secretary with a penchant for puffy painted sweatshirts.

seriously, ???

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