I hope so! I sent her $20!

Hey, go easy on them; they’re new to the concept. After all, they’ve gone their whole lives without having to do it.

what happened to warren?

And... she’s out. Would not be surprised if she threw a chair over this one.

And, she’s out: https://www.cnbc.com/2020/03/02/sen-amy-klobuchar-will-suspend-her-presidential-campaign-endorse-joe-biden.html

I remember this! I thought she just ran off! AHHHH BOBKITTENS

I bought my niece and nephew an assortment of cheap musical instruments one year -- a kazoo, a wood block, a slide whistle, maracas, a small cowbell, and a couple others. The last time I visited, I could find NONE of them. My sister reported, though, that the wood block and mallet were the first to”become lost”.

Almost five. He loves responsibility 

My brother and SIL had just bought a 950 sq foot house that they intended to renovate and expand when they turned up pregnant. For my nephew’s 1st Christmas I gave him a ball pit. A large one. 

Okay, all the stars for you. Tina Belcher would have loved that!

I remember a million years ago when those talking/recording toy birds were a thing. You’d say something and it would record it and you could play it back in bird voice.

The worst gift I ever had to deal with (and therefore my evil genius go-to) is this thing:

My ex-brother-in-law bought my son an electronic guitar that did not have an off switch. I reciprocated by buying his daughter a sand art kit. I then warned him if he did it again a jewelry making kit would be next. (I won.)

Fear not, no hermit crabs were hurt in the making of this adventure. I was on a trip when I bought my own hermit crab & terrarium. I enjoyed the hell out of that little guy. I found it very soothing to watch him. A few months later I saw them in a pet shop and just got inspired?

Of course, some kids can make a “gun” out of anything!

That surely would have been a horrible gift.

The bitch gave my kids play doh the year prior.  I had to go big or go home.

I see they have this contest show now with teams of adults mucking around with Legos and I thought “Aren’t a little old to be messing around with Legos that seriously?” Then I remembered an old coworker of mine got me some Lego space scooter thing and I kind of had fun putting it together.

What’s the word, fellow dorks? I geeked out in the kitchen and made a multi-stage soup, with a special thickening element : if you cube half a butternut squash and two red bell peppers, sprinkle with salt and toss in olive oil and roast them for about an hour fifteen, and simultaneously roast about an entire cup of…

Old entitled rich guy twerking is by far the most depressing kind.