My boyfriend got me one of those the day after he found out I didn't already have one. Like, he was shocked and horrified that I wasn't prepared in this way. Ya done good, if you ask me.

I got my boyfriend a deluxe emergency kit including water tablets and high calorie bars and face masks and signal flares. He loved it.

I live in BC, and about five years ago, I gave one to each of my siblings and both parents. I myself have two. I've never used them, but I could drive off a cliff and into a body of water at any time!

hahahahahaha. You're a woman after my own heart. Run away with me, and I promise to appreciate your well thought out gifts.

You are cracking me up!

I am militant about having one of these things in my car, but it always ends up lodged under my seat and, hence, unusable in the very situation for which it was purchased. I'm a mess, all-around.

Haha, I think it sounds like a great gift! I live in Houston, so that would very likely never happen to me (though it does flood here during hurricanes occasionally), but I was so scared by the idea that my husband got me a very small but heavy hammer in case my car ends up submerged and I have to break a window to…

You just wait. One day, he's going to be trapped in a submerged car, and then you'll get the last laugh.

One year my mom gave us all one of those in our stockings. I'm a good daughter, so I keep it in my glove compartment, just in case.

Maybe you should cut his brake line, watch as he plunges into a river, then ask whether he still thinks it's a bad idea.

Note, Wenchette lives in Saskatchewan.

If one's name is Lucifer, you can get away with suttf.

Traffic jams: no good. Parking lot (presuming you are in a parking space and not idling at a curb): go for it.

Pavlov is no friend of yours!

I'm sorry, I just don't understand what you're trying to say.

You are my kind of friend! Cheese and crackers is the best drunk food.

Open one jar of crunchy peanut butter. Scoop out large glob with spoon. Open bag of chocolate chips. Dip glob into bag.
Enjoy.....

Mm, love me some "holiday" crackers and cheese.

Oh, the depth perception stuff. That gets me when I am trying to carry things and run into the counter or the door jam.