Christy Marx@RickiTarr
My Polish grandmother gave hysterical gifts. Nightgown the size of a tent. Half-used cold cream. Belt with a 25-cent rummage sale tag. Grampa's ugly old ties for my husband. Styrofoam fruit covered in sequins. A ratty old raccoon coat from the 1930s. Old hankies. Aftershave so old it had turned into vnegar.
One year, I gave her rose-shaped soaps. Next year, she gave them back to me.
Her packages were great for laughs.
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