If You Buy This, Kindly Let Me Know So I Can Come Over and Beat You Over the Head with Some Sense
By Glinda
I’m going to call it right here.
Any parent who buys their child a $15,000 gingerbread house (that will essentially start to decompose in a matter of days) as a Christmas present needs to turn in their parenting license ASAP.
Don’t things like this make you wish there were such things as parenting licenses?
October 7th, 2010 at 12:55 pm
Eh, it’s from a catalog that’s half fantasy. I can’t take it seriously. And in the parental crimes list, I’d rank this as a misdemeanor, not a felony.
I must admit I was momentarily entertained by the thought of an entire kindergarten class with the munchies descending upon this presumably edible (?) house. The mayhem! The carnage! The crumbs! The joy!
October 7th, 2010 at 11:41 pm
I am not a mom, but I am an auntie, and if Auntie Ripley ever won the lottery, my nieces and nephews would get one stat!
October 10th, 2010 at 4:06 pm
Turn in their parenting license? Hells Bells! Anyone who would buy that needs to check temselves into the nearest mental facility for a check up from the neck up! I’m with you all the way on this one Glinda.
October 10th, 2010 at 10:43 pm
@gemdiva, using the term “hells bells” made me laugh!