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Saturday, June 24, 2006


Another causality of the Wedding-Industrial Complex: Unidentifiable gifts. When you're forced out of obligation to buy a gift, what are the odds you end up buying total crap?
My husband and I received the gerunkensplunk for our wedding five years ago: an object so-named because we couldn't, for the life of us, figure out what it actually was. We even called the store from which it had been purchased and described the thing to the salesgirl. She had no idea. At some point we learned that if you simply leave your gerunkensplunk lying around the kitchen long enough, someday some guest will amble up and begin to use it for its intended purpose. Then you will pounce upon them in wonderment and gratitude, understand its true nature, and finally get on with the business of being happily married.
If only they spent half as much energy on their marriage as they did on their wedding.



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