I have a 3-year-old kinder who has two great loves in life:
Little tiny toys.
Chocolate.
I think you can see how happy she would be with an advent calendar full of little tiny toys covered in chocolate. All the candy calendars I’ve seen here are really lame. Tatertot, my daughter would think this calendar came from Santa himself. Not only are you a brilliant present-picker, but this would be your chance to be the big S. for a little girl in Kinder-eggless California.
Boy, the competition is getting stiffer. Let’s see, how can I discredit these new contenders?
Tatertot, all I can say is don’t be taken in by these people. Take Rachelle, for instance. How attached can she BE to this “grandmother” person if she hasn’t bothered to visit in years - not even to let the poor old dear hold her great-grandkids in her soft crepey arms? Besides, grandmas are like puppies… they whine a lot, they want to give you way more spittle-soaked kisses than you really want… and chocolate is bad for them.
And as for cher3, obviously you can’t send kinder eggs to HER. She has a 3-year-old…do you want to be responsible for starting the little tyke on the road to weight gain and sugar dependency - or even the more horrifying possibility that said tyke will choke on one of those little bitty toy parts? Do the right thing here, and pick me.
Did I mention that I like tater tots a lot more than fries?
Tater,
I believe I should win the Kinder eggs, and here’s why. I consider myself something of an “angel of the internet”. I try to spread my love of life and generousity wherever I can.
I sent a poster on this message board a graphing calculator for no charge because his was stolen. I was hoping to make him realize that there were people out there more willing to give then to steal. I think it worked.
When a poster on here was having surgery and made a plea for coffee mugs, I spent about 2 hours searching the net for her favorite mug that she had broken. I was unable to find it, so I sent her my very favorite Monet mug. She reported that she loved it very much.
I once visited an “angels of e-bay” site that had a plea for items for a single mom that couldn’t make it on her own. I sent her a big box of clothes (for her and her two kids), plus toys for them, a journal for her, and some notecards so she could stay in touch with her family. She later wrote me and said she cried literally for hours over the generousity of a stranger. I felt great about it. I have confidence that she will someday pass it on.
Oh, and I found Bear_Neno his pants.
Whenever I feel I can make a difference, I do. I don’t just talk the talk, I walk the walk. I do this to uplift spirits and restore faith in humanity to all. All I ask in return is an Advent Calendar with some chocolate. Rest assured that with each day that passes on the journey to the most holy day of Christmas, I will look at the calendar and remember how nice that special tatertot is, and how lucky I am to have met her on these boards.
Now I just feel guilty for wanting the Kinder eggs to myself, when there are obviously more deserving people out there… like Zette, who is infinitely more RASK-y than I could ever hope to be… and Rachelle, who wants to make an old woman happy (I miss my grandmas. One lives a bit of a distance off, and the other one passed away when I was younger. She would have been 82 this year, too. :()… and cher3 and MikeG both have little ones vying for the eggs… and dear Chef Troy, whose motives are unselfish, even if his tactics are less than pleasant.
tater – I for one didn’t offer anything in the way of bribes, as I know you’re far too pure-hearted to award the prize to anyone but the most deserving candidate. To offer you, let’s say, my undying love and admiration and a Boston College rubber duckie would be an insult.
OK, I’ll bring you something when I come to Germany in February- It’ll be a surprise;)
How about a trade- you tell me what you can’t get there and I’ll try to track it down.
OK, I’ll up the ante-
I’ll send you a bottle of State Fair Speidie Sauce. It’s a delightful blend of spices and oils to marinate meat in- Yummy! Also, a bottle of Pinch seasoning- a dream to cook with. Both local creations, both local staples.
tatertot, I don’t know about the Pinch stuff, but I will voch for the State Fair Spiedie Sauce, man oh man, what I wouldn’t give for a ‘Binghamton Spiedie’ from the State Fair right now! You can NOT turn down this offer!
:drools on keyboard:
zette, if you could throw in some ‘Dinosaur Bar-B-Que Sensuous Slathering Sauce’ (“Biker Approved”) from the Dinosaur Bar (down the street from the fair), you’d have one heckuva bribe, er, enticement. Yeah, enticement!
I would like the kinder eggs, because I’ve never had one, seen one or even heard of them before. I’ve had European chocolate maybe twice in my life (I’m assuming these are European chocolate, yes?). I get ecstatic when I have access to Dove bars, because my chocolate staple is Hershey’s. And I’m a certified chocoholic, so I am in eternal torture.
And if I win, I offer as a bribe: a 3 1/2" tall light brown stuffed bunny rabbit with 3 1/2" ears that reach down to his feet and a pink bow tie.
Gosh, I’m at a bit of a disadvantage when it comes to bribes… mainly what I could offer is food, and considering the difficulties of shipping, say, soup overseas, I need to think of something else. perhaps my skill as a writer…
I know! tatertot, if you choose me (or more accurately, my good friend James), I will personally write for you a love letter such as you have never seen. You may choose either a chaste but romantic letter such as might be found in a romance novel, or a frankly passionate and steamy letter such as might be found in this collection of my steamiest work. Guaranteed to make you swoon!
OK, in a blatant attempt to score european chocolate, I will remind you that I named my dog after you. My beloved puppy, that I waited 25 years to buy. And, if memory serves, who got the second part of his name from Twisty, himself.
Of course, since chocolate is bad for dogs, I will be forced to trade him several pig ears for his share…
OH! And I sent three boxes of paperbacks to the troops.
(Do I get extra brownie points for that ?)
Shame on you Chef, shame on you. My grandma has been a widow for the last 9 years and has spent her time traveling around the US and dividing her time with all 10 of her children. The last time she was here I was 7 months pregnant. She’s very excited about meeting my children as she has met all of her great-grandchildren but mine. I think the gift of Kinder eggs would just make her day. I mean c’mon… the woman’s 82 years old. How many more advent calendars do you think she’s going to be able to enjoy.
As for the shameless sucking up that’s going on here… I’ll jump right in. Tater, how about if I send you a K-State Wildcat beanie baby or some other Kansas souvinier.
Also, my favorite casserole is tater tot casserole. Always a people pleaser.
Surely you must know that I don’t believe the horrible things I said… it was all just aggressive campaigning for my dear, downtrodden, downsized buddy James.
looks over at tatertot and mouths the words “it’s all true” while pointing at Rachelle
I feel I should point something out, though. Aren’t you worried that an advent calendar is going to send the subliminal message, “time is running out”?
BTW, what is in tater tot casserole besides tater tots? I’m just curious…
I don’t think the advent calendar will send that kind of message at all. It will send a message of love. She will look forward to each day, knowing that a sweet surprise hides behind each new door being opened.
As for tater tot casserole, it contains ground beef, (browned), chopped onions, garlic salt, cream of mushroom soup, and green beans mixed together with tater tots on top, baked at 350 degrees for 30-45 minutes and sprinkled with shredded cheddar cheese after it comes out of the oven. It’s really good. My kids love it!
[aside to Tater]
Do you really think Chef has a friend named “John?” How do you know he isn’t making it up so he can have the Kinder eggs for himself? [/aside to Tater]
It’s James, not John. Were you just trying to trap me Perry-Mason-style?
And I’ll concede that you have only my word about his situation, and I can’t ask him to confirm it without blowing the surprise of getting him the kinder eggs. However, I will say this: I rarely eat chocolate, being more into english toffee, and I really wouldn’t consider the bad karma that would attach to trying to deceive tatertot worth the payoff.
