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Aug 11, 2022
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23,874
Cedar Rapids, IA
My sister is on her way to my house from the Memphis airport. My nephew and niece arrive on Wednesday and Thursday, respectively. They don't know their mom is coming. So I need to have a conversation with my niece to see just who she thought was going to be the designated asshole to come get her from the airport in lieu of cooking turkey dinner. Her excuse is that she didn't want to ask (even just fucking ask) her lab partner to do the lab a day early so she could fly out Wednesday. I can then have the convo with her about treating my sister like shit the last 4 years when she is going to school for free because of my sister. Don't get me started on my BIL who isn't even invited to this dumpster fire.

My wife, once she understood the scale of shitstorm descending on our farm, decided that it would behoove her to go visit her parents (81 and 84 years old) in Havasu. I was the one who suggested it, since I got to spend 3 days with them this summer (They are awesome, btw) and they aren't getting any younger. My brother and his family, along with my dad are readying the popcorn maker to watch the drama unfold.

And I get to cook the whole dinner: one baked turkey because my darling niece is allergic to peanuts; one deep fried turkey because fuck her, I am having a deep fried turkey... in peanut oil; a 10lb boneless rib roast; two types of sweet potatos (sis can't eat dairy and I thrive on butter); Watergate salad; 2 kinds of mashed potatoes because, sister; green bean casserole; 2 types of stuffing; veggie tray with Uncle Dan's Southern Style Buttermilk Ranch (which is ironically from Idaho); pecan and cherry pies; and lots of dinner rolls.

Edit: So, yeah, a bit apprehensive is how I am feeling. With a healthy dose of vexation.
That is some spite-cooking. I’d just take everyone out for Chinese at that point.
 

MisterBadger

Lifer
Oct 6, 2024
1,152
9,895
Ludlow, UK
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Just checking in on all of you - how are you all feeling today?
Kind of you to ask - feeling self-satisfied, having gone into town and braved the pre-Christmas Purgatory Post Office parcel queue this morning - PMSS match despatched - and finding that sending anything from UK to USA now requires a customs form demanding detailed information as to every single item in the package, their exact weights and values and countries of origin... it made for a rather long conversation with the lass behind the counter:

"Well, the tin the tins are made from probably came from Bolivia... the tobacco, from the USA, Malawi, Tanzania, India... the plastic nodules the pouches are spun from probably originated in China, the steel for the wire of the pipe-cleaners, possibly South Korea, or maybe Sweden, the fluff on them from cotton that might have grown in Egypt, the USA, India or Pakistan...". (Joking - I lied and just said: "UK").

Then the exact Sterling/USD exchage rate of the moment had to be checked and because the latter is down a few cents the package went over the duty-free threshold (which I thought I had cunningly worked out).
By the time we'd done, the line behind me was looking murderous and threatening to extend out of the door and into the street.

Two cheers for customs bureaucracy and the joy it brings at Christmas. But even so, it was worth it to be a part of PMSS. Som Besths to you all, when it comes :)
 

BriaronBoerum

Can't Leave
Jan 13, 2025
409
1,912
Brooklyn, NY
Everyone waiting for their SS 2025 goodies to arrive:


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Sobrbiker

Lifer
Jan 7, 2023
6,545
89,365
Casa Grande, AZ
My sister is on her way to my house from the Memphis airport. My nephew and niece arrive on Wednesday and Thursday, respectively. They don't know their mom is coming. So I need to have a conversation with my niece to see just who she thought was going to be the designated asshole to come get her from the airport in lieu of cooking turkey dinner. Her excuse is that she didn't want to ask (even just fucking ask) her lab partner to do the lab a day early so she could fly out Wednesday. I can then have the convo with her about treating my sister like shit the last 4 years when she is going to school for free because of my sister. Don't get me started on my BIL who isn't even invited to this dumpster fire.

My wife, once she understood the scale of shitstorm descending on our farm, decided that it would behoove her to go visit her parents (81 and 84 years old) in Havasu. I was the one who suggested it, since I got to spend 3 days with them this summer (They are awesome, btw) and they aren't getting any younger. My brother and his family, along with my dad are readying the popcorn maker to watch the drama unfold.

And I get to cook the whole dinner: one baked turkey because my darling niece is allergic to peanuts; one deep fried turkey because fuck her, I am having a deep fried turkey... in peanut oil; a 10lb boneless rib roast; two types of sweet potatos (sis can't eat dairy and I thrive on butter); Watergate salad; 2 kinds of mashed potatoes because, sister; green bean casserole; 2 types of stuffing; veggie tray with Uncle Dan's Southern Style Buttermilk Ranch (which is ironically from Idaho); pecan and cherry pies; and lots of dinner rolls.

Edit: So, yeah, a bit apprehensive is how I am feeling. With a healthy dose of vexation.
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