Hilarious and harrowing Christmas surprise

roryanne muldrake By roryanne muldrake, 1st Dec 2010 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/ex.2b0v0/
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My funniest Christmas memory would have to be the Christmas The year my sister and I risked our lives to receive the funniest presents ever.

Grandmom's Must-Have Gifts for Grandsons

In 1969, my mother wanted to buy a unique present for her grandsons, and she thought football uniforms would be ideal. They were special uniforms that included helmets, cleats, and shoulder pads.

After weeks of searching, my mother found one store that sold them, and two days before Christmas, a new shipment arrived. My mother asked my sister and me to pick them up.

Risking life and limb

We went at 8 o'clock at night, by bus. We purchased the uniforms, and while waiting for the bus to return home, a man walked by and informed us that it stopped running after 9 o'clock, so we had to walk.

The street my sister and I walked on that night, did not have sidewalks, Cars beeped their horns at us the entire way. We also had to pass by a large building that took up four city blocks, which housed dangerous criminals and the criminally insane.

My sister told me that a siren went off if someone escaped. As luck would have it, we did hear a siren as we reached the last block of the institution. Panic and fear came over us, but we could not decide what was more frightening, the siren, or the cars zooming past us.

Christmas surprise

We eventually arrived home safely and my mother was delighted about the uniforms. We did think it was strange that she was not the least bit concerned about the harrowing experience her daughters just went through to get them, but it was Christmas, after all.

Christmas arrived and everyone was excited. One sister opened a gift from my brother, the dad of the boys my mom bought the football uniforms for, and the ones we risked life and limb to purchase.

The gift from my brother was a painter's smock. This smock had every conceivable pattern and color, paisley, polka dot, with green, orange, and purple designs. Holding the smock up to conceal her face, she looked over at me and my other sister, and rolled her eyes. It was the most hideous shirt we had ever seen.

My other sister and I did all we could to stifle our amusement. Our amusement turned into hilarity when we discovered that we both also received that same smock, in the same colors.

We all head the smocks up to our faces to avoid what we knew was coming for us later, as my mother sat frozen, giving us the evil eye.

After forty years, we still laugh about risking our lives for those smocks, and we wonder what happened to them.

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Christmas, Christmas Humor, Funny Christmas Experience

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author avatar aesoplado
1st Dec 2010 (#)

Your mother really loved you! :>

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author avatar roryanne muldrake
1st Dec 2010 (#)

That's what WE thought, too! LOL

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author avatar Mark Gordon Brown
1st Dec 2010 (#)

its the thought that counts?

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author avatar ghazala zafar
1st Dec 2010 (#)

Sweet...Missing your old days in Dec. ;))

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author avatar roryanne muldrake
1st Dec 2010 (#)

To be fair, I don't think my mom knew the bus didn't run at night. LOL

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author avatar Denise O
4th Dec 2010 (#)

Just a wonderful story, I could just imagine y'all in that room holding your smocks up.
Love it! Good read.
Thank you for sharing.:)

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author avatar roryanne muldrake
4th Dec 2010 (#)

We still laugh about it today. I really wish I still had it and wonder if I did, would I think it was as hideous looking as I did as a child. LOL

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