My mother in law bought us an evil talking thing. They gave us our gifts in a parking lot when we had dinner with them last weekend. We put our bag full of wrapped goodies in the back seat and headed home, which was a 45 minute drive. After about five minutes something from the back seat started whistling and yelling "are we there yet?". Then it would say "ohh, I'm feeling a little sick here!". I wanted to throw the whole bag out the window, but it would've caused an accident.I still don't know what it is, as I've refused to unwrap it. I'm looking for someone with a kid to give it to. Hey, Melani, think your kid would like it? I'll bring it for him tomorrow! Every once in a while I kick it out of spite, and the cat hides under the couch for a while.
My in laws usually give me something that says "as seen on TV" on it. I am usually suitably impressed.
All of this is cosmic retribution for the kid-sized hockey stick we once gave a three year old with ADD. He spent all of January trying to kill the cat and beating up people's ankles.