The term white elephant refers to a gift whose maintenance cost exceeds its usefulness.
—Wikipedia
My friends and I take the white elephant “stealing” gift exchange game seriously. When the rules say, “Bring a crappy gift,” oh, we bring it. Then we transform into cackling middle schoolers once the novelties are unwrapped. It’s so much fun, I swear, we could do this every Friday and the hilarity wouldn’t wear off.
This weekend, I went to two holiday parties where we played this glorious game. Here’s what some lucky recipients got to take home:
Signed Papa Roach CD
Internet urinal
Rock Your Body with Jamie King DVD
Dried octopus snacks
Mineral oil enema
500-piece cat puzzle
Framed doily cutout of Chinese communist leader Mao
Photo collection of famous statue genitalia
Personal lubricant
Southwest Airlines drink coupons
Grow Your Own Jesus
At one party, I ended up with Stephenie Meyer’s Breaking Dawn (yay?), and at the other, I was the big winner of soap.
At Party #2, we also played Secret Santa and I got a hamburger phone! My lovely friend Jenn apparently reads my website. I gave my friend Larry a USB-powered pole dancer, which the boys seemed to wholeheartedly enjoy.
Ho ho ho.
USB Pole Dancer from Michelle Woo on Vimeo.
We just did that last night. I walked away with fundamentalist chocolate in the shape of a cross. What I wouldn’t give for your grow your own Jesus to go with it…
I’m just amazed at how quickly your friends pulled out cash from their wallets. It was like an innate reaction to the girl on the pole.
where can i get that? for serious.