So, last year Christmas at granny's. Hate it already because she got this itchy fake wool thing everywhere and the potato salad sucks, but family stuff, you know.
Anyway, the whole fam comes over, I got some regular presents like socks (yes, I like getting socks) and video games and other stuff. Come to grandma, she hands me a wrapped box. It's light, so I already know it's not something good.
I open it and what do I see? A freaking bar of soap. Plain, no fancy kind, just a bar of soap you'd buy at the dollar store. Everyone chuckled, thought it's a joke. Yeah, not quite, granny said I can use it to stop smelling like 'that stinky teenage crap'.
I mean, I don't use AXE or anything, I have decent taste in cologne. Thanks for ruining Christmas Eve with your stuff, granny.
Boy, back in my times we would've been glad for soap! All this 'smelly teenage crap' stinks up the place. You should be thanking your granny helping you smell fresh and clean. Also, you owe her an apology, young man.