No, but you'd have to have gotten a gift for that gift to suck. No gift doesn't count because you didn't get anything....
Me and the boys were talking about this topic earlier. His g.f. just got him an undershirt, a deck of cards, and some M&M's. Totally thoughtless, considering they've been together for over 2 years, and have been thru some shyt...
I told him that he should get her a box of thumb-tacks or a padlock for her next b-day (or anything else that's totally useless). He should gift wrap it, and put it in a jewelery store bag. Make her think she's got something real nice....write a note that says "it's the thought that counts". Give it to someone else to give to her (like her Mom or sister).
Here's mine....8th grade, from my then girlfriend: I got 6 xerox'ed pages out of some book. It was about some girl breaking up with this guy. I never read it until she broke up with me 4 days later. When I asked her "WHAT THE FUCKK?" She asked, "didn't you read the story I gave you for your birthday?"
People like her shouldn't be allowed any human interation with the opposite sex. Sadly, she's now bi-sexual, and married to some bi-sexual dude! Wierd aint it?
2 years ago, I took my g.f. to McDonalds. If you knew her, you'd know exactly why. At least I paid for the meal.
I got a book last year from my then g.f.....
It wasn't a book with a story, or a meaning to it. It was a book of jokes. They weren't even funny, either. "A guy walks into a bar" type jokes....
That cheap, selfish heffa.....and to think, i spent almost $200 on her b-day. Took her out to eat at this upscale restaurant on the white folks side of town, bought her some EXPENSIVE ASS RED ROSES, a bunch of candles....
I coulda bought some damn strippers for my b-day party for $200!!!
i'm sorry Megan but :lol: i'm mad at your daddy for that. I can't think of any except for this cheap ass fake a ss barbie...dayum head popped off soon as I got her :???: dayum dolla store hoe.
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It is inevitable that some defeat will enter even the most victorious life. The human spirit is never finished when it is defeated... it is finished when it surrenders.
16th Birthday: My aunt gave me an New Orleans Saints T-Shirt (I HATE the Saints).
Christmas '95: Same auntie gives me this UGLY AZZNAVY BLUE and DOOKIE BROWN Cliff Huxtable sweater that still sits in my closet rotting to nothing.
BTW, what's with all the nekkitness?