Poll of the Day > On Xmas when I was a kid

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I woke up early and unwraped a toy once. Then tried wrapping it up like nothing happened.
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What toy was it?

Satan shall judge you in the afterlife.
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How did it look when you wrapped it back up?
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It would be funny if you were older when you did this and wrapped it back properly and got away with it.

Or if your parents took all your presents away when they saw what you did.

I remember doing pretty good. In the morning I was sure to secure it so nobody saw it. And it was the first gift I opened. Chances are I was not as sneaky as I thought and mom or dad let it slide.
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Zangulus posted...

One time I got one of those old electric race track sets. A lot like this:



I dont remember if that was the exact one. But I do remember it had a multiple levels in a tight circle like that.

Well, I woke up early. Went downstairs and found it already put together. So I started playing with it. Of course Santa Claus has put it together for me. But I was like 4 or 5 and couldnt conceive of slowing down around corners and my car kept flying off the track on those tight corners.

So what did my young ass do? Took it apart and made it a simple oval.

Okay. Not a huge deal, right?

Well, when my dad came out in the morning (and he was an early riser.) he wanted to play with it for me (because of course he put it together.) only to find I had taken it completely apart.

My mother used to laugh so hard telling that story. About how I ruined my dads Christmas with my gift.

Xf

Good story. Really
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First Christmas I can remember is when I was three

I woke up before my parents, went out to the living room and opened EVERY present. My dad was pissed.
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OneTimeBen posted...

Good story. Really

Yeah that one made me smile Zang
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I had a 26lbs pig of a cat. Id slip a tiny portion salmon in the side of the paper where the folds were and hed always leave zero evidence. I got the idea when he was playing around the tree one year and attacked one of the presents. I knew at that moment, witnesses present, that Id get away with it if done sporadically.
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There has to be a topper for these Xmas stories.
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Mead posted...

First Christmas I can remember is when I was three

I woke up before my parents, went out to the living room and opened EVERY present. My dad was pissed.

Probably not the first three year old to do that.
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My parents broke up on Christmas at my grandparents when I was 10 after he attacked her in front of everyone.
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My dads had some intense federal police-related jobs and was wound pretty tight until he got older. One Christmas I went upstairs to wake him up after Santa had been (I was about 7 and it was maybe 5am). He leapt from his sleeping position onto his feet, growled and menaced me out of the room in that instant moment. Like Wolverine... I ran away and he just came downstairs like nothing happened (he wasnt conscious yet, it was a reaction to being startled). It became a running joke every following Christmas about who had to wake dad up and possibly risk bodily harm. We still laugh about it (he was never abusive, which is what made it so strange).
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TheCyborgNinja posted...

My dads had some intense federal police-related jobs and was wound pretty tight until he got older. One Christmas I went upstairs to wake him up after Santa had been (I was about 7 and it was maybe 5am). He leapt from his sleeping position onto his feet, growled and menaced me out of the room in that instant moment. Like Wolverine... I ran away and he just came downstairs like nothing happened (he wasnt conscious yet, it was a reaction to being startled). It became a running joke every following Christmas about who had to wake dad up and possibly risk bodily harm. We still laugh about it (he was never abusive, which is what made it so strange).

JoanOfArcade posted...

My parents broke up on Christmas at my grandparents when I was 10 after he attacked her in front of everyone.

TheCyborgNinja posted...

My dads had some intense federal police-related jobs and was wound pretty tight until he got older. One Christmas I went upstairs to wake him up after Santa had been (I was about 7 and it was maybe 5am). He leapt from his sleeping position onto his feet, growled and menaced me out of the room in that instant moment. Like Wolverine... I ran away and he just came downstairs like nothing happened (he wasnt conscious yet, it was a reaction to being startled). It became a running joke every following Christmas about who had to wake dad up and possibly risk bodily harm. We still laugh about it (he was never abusive, which is what made it so strange).

Thats funny to me because everytime my mom would wake me I would sit up at attention. Like what.
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