I like to buy gifts for family members at Christmas time. My husband is always hard to buy for. He either wants something like another guitar (we already have too many) or he will return what I buy for him. This year, I bought him something special... a toilet. Our old toilet would clog at least once a week. It has never worked since we built our house. It was usually his job to get out the auger (more than just a tool to unclog showers) and get rid of the blockage. My mom mentioned a toilet with a hole so big you could flush a bucket of golf balls down. I was in! At Christmas, my mom and I gave him a bucket of golf balls and a toilet brush and he couldn't figure out what was going on. The last part of the gift was to go outside and look in the back of my mom's Highlander. He thought it might have been a puppy. Nope. Just a toilet. Needless to say he doesn't talk about his gift with many people.
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