January 4th, 2009
Over the years, we have exchanged taxidermy frogs, poo-themed gifts, concrete nose-picking trolls, bowls of coal, straight jackets and human-figure knife holders. This year, I lamely returned the bowl of coal Dale sent a few years ago, prompting him to ask if I had given up or if this meant he was supposed to return the coal to me again next year.
Dale’s gift had me in tears. Here it is…
Yes, that’s what you think it is. A horse head, as in The Godfather.
This gift got a lot of mileage. Aside from making my sides hurt from laughing, I got to sneak it into my brother-in-law’s bed over the Christmas holiday. Somehow, he knew who did it.
Dale wins…this year. But I haven’t thrown in the towel. Just wait, little bro.
P.S. A number of people have asked where my brother got the horse head. It’s available several places on the internet, including here.
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