My father’s birthday is two days after Christmas. I hid it days before the special day somewhere. Then on the night before his big day, I had forgotten where I hid it and had to go buy him something else: an athletic knee brace. He later exchanged (for what, I don’t remember) until suddenly the original gift — a racquetball glove — was found a day or so later which was on my stepmother’s desktop computer keyboard.
Templo S.U.D. over 5 years ago
My father’s birthday is two days after Christmas. I hid it days before the special day somewhere. Then on the night before his big day, I had forgotten where I hid it and had to go buy him something else: an athletic knee brace. He later exchanged (for what, I don’t remember) until suddenly the original gift — a racquetball glove — was found a day or so later which was on my stepmother’s desktop computer keyboard.
rekam Premium Member over 5 years ago
I can imagine this one happening for real. And I love the side comment too.