First off, this year's luck gave me the chance to be Secret Santa to a good friend. While we don't always do poker nights or rum nights... or barbecue nights... as often anymore, it's nice to look back at these times as a sort of measurement on how far we've come.
Euge, I've given you some good rum before, so I'm going to keep the tradition. This year, I'm throwing in an extra bit, and I'm putting it all in the form of a math equation:
Hope you had a decent year, buddy, and here's to more good times to come.
I'm not sure when we will start posting these gifts...and I might be busy getting ready (guys, you know how it is with women!! LOL!!) to go to relatives' for dinner, so I gave Zack my gift, to post it for me. Merry Christmas, everyone.
(For Nace Bilby. I couldn't figure out a different IC means of getting this to you. ^_^; )
"Yes. There was a tacking number. That was the number I gave you."
"Yes, that is the correct address..."
"But how can it be 'delivered' if the person it was going to hadn't received it."
"No. It's a residence... yes, I paid insurance, I..."
"If I find out who you are, I'm going to stuff you in a blender."
Flag threw his phone across the room as frustration took over. How was it that he could handle face-to-face interactions with the strangest of folks and be fine, but get a single plebian on the phone and he was ready to lose his mind?
He had gone to some length in order to obtain a rare first edition, signed, copy of Call for the Dead by John Le Carre ( Call for the Dead by John Le Carre, First Edition, Gollancz - AbeBooks ) for a client. A wealthy moron that demanded the book be shipped specifically by this company, on this account, to apparently the wrong address - just to avoid a face to face conversation with him.
Flag shook his head. The address on the paperwork matched where it said it was delivered. The old geeser could deal with it from this point on. He was done. "Hope whoever ended up with it, likes their present."
Merry Christmas Agent West my gift to you is an indoor nerf gun shooting range. It is fully portable and some of the targets are spring loaded, some swing when you hit them to reveal other targets, some swing on a pendulum. Others move along a track that is fully gravity driven, and trigger others along the way by means of tabs. I thought you would like this if you ever want to target shoot, but are unable to due to weather.
@Julie Justice would receive her gift, one Nace had bought at one of four places he would regularly frequent, in this case his local bookstore. Having found out the daughter of two law enforcement officers was who he was to serve as a 'Secret Santa' for he had found something he thought appropriate.
The gift of knowledge is always a valued gift, so he giftwrapped the hardcover edition of A Cop's Life: True Stories from Behind the Badge, an anthology of law enforcement stories written by a Las Vegas Police Department sergeant before placing it under the Christmas Tree the ACME Detectives had set up at the office.
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[bimg=fleft]http://thisoldscarletletter.com/tecs/balisong.png[/bimg]Giftee. Even though we have only just met, I thank you for how wonderful your company has invariably been. May we have many more summer camps with the Junior Detectives and even more Christmases to share.
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[bimg=fright]http://thisoldscarletletter.com/tecs/beardoil.png[/bimg]Thank you for organising this event year after year. It seemed unfair that you not get a gift, too. May you enjoy many more Movember Novembers! Stay Dapper.