…Brenda! I know this is incredibly rude of me, but I can’t resist. And when have I been known to do such a thing (resist)? Brenda if you let go of the promise of candy I will send you a Christmas present. Not just any present, but the one that I got for myself, Rob, Tracy and now possibly you. There is a catch involved if you agree to the first premise (letting go of the candy, I know it will be hard).
First, I’ll will go an extra step. A hint! Rob will be so happy to finally have one. Tracy will laugh, as she does. And you, I imagine, will say Good grief.
The catch is, if you agree to the above, (this is like a sure thing (the candy) vs. what is behind door #2) that you have to promise, swear on your good name, that you will use it.
I await your response.
Good grief. Is this one of those experiments they do on monkeys?
Hm. I don’t know Rob, so I can’t imagine what he’d be so happy to finally have, but I do know Tracy, and whatever simultaneously makes her laugh and me say good grief is never good.
So I have to swear on my good name that I’ll use it, eh? Nice trap. So will you use it? Will Rob use it? Will Tracy use it?
I am already using mine. It’s awesome!
Ya, sure you are. There has to be a catch. But ok. How bad can it be. And it’s not like the candy would ever materialize. So ok. I pick door #2. I swear I’ll use it. Bring it on.
Perfect!
Perfect, he says. Oh good. Now I know I’m in trouble.
Trouble is as trouble does…
Har har.
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[...] …you’ve been following along with the present alluded to more than once by the rockstar Rhett on his blog, and the huge amount of elaboration surrounding this present, I’m happy to report that the gift has exceeded all expectations. Yes. It’s nothing I could ever have imagined, but something I’m using right now. It’s something people laugh oddly at, but can’t keep from rolling about in their fingers. It’s something unique, but oddly useful. [...]