Pepper Me Pink
February 3, 2009 at 8:00 AM
I love receiving presents. You show me someone who doesn’t, and I’ll show you a robot. Or a giant liar.
It doesn’t even matter what the gift is, it’s just the fact that someone cares enough about me to give me something. You could hand me a burnt grilled cheese sandwich and as long as it was wrapped in a bow I’d go on and on about how it’s the best present anyone ever gave me. Like I said I’m a sucker for a present.
So when my friend Ryan bought me a present I was ecstatic.
He’s a good friend to worry about my safety and I appreciate it, however, that didn’t stop me from throwing the pepper spray at his head in a heated political argument. I’ll get the hang of this personal safety thing one of these days.
Comments
What a great friend Ryan is! I hope he knows that just because he gave it to you doesn’t mean you can’t use it on him!
I love that it’s pink!
That’s almost as awesome as the red tampons I bought you for American Heart Association month.
This is totally my bad, but I am bad at being patient and so I glanced at the picture quickly before reading. I saw all the pink and thought for sure it was a vibrator. Then I read it through slowly.
Allison, I thought it was a vibrator at first, too!
I am actually bummed it’s not a vibrator.
I mean, mace is important I guess, but totally not worth the hand cuts that stupid plastic wrapper is going to give me when I open it, ya know.
But a good pink vibrator…so totally worth it.
hrm. It would have been slightly awkward gifting a vibrator and having it hurled back at my head.
(However, that would have been funny. Weird, but still funny)
Pepper spray is the #1 reason I can’t get no. And I try.
I just wanna know where he found it.