102 Worst Valentine’s Day Gifts Ever . . .
102 Worst Valentine’s Day Gifts Ever . . .
Editor: Usually Anna outlines the perfect gifts and outings for the holidays, however, today she wants to warn you lovers, there are a few things you should steer clear of on the most romantic holiday of the year.
By Anna Hessel
Don’t Even Think Of Buying These For Your Valentine…
- A sponge mop from Dollar Tree
- An autographed photo of Donald Trump – I would rather have the sponge mop from Dollar Tree.
- Slippers in the shape of a unicorn
- A night at a Trump hotel – this will surely put an end to your relationship.
- Naming a cockroach after your significant other – naming a cockroach after Donald Trump, however, is a different story but to be safe, stick with a virtual adoption of a beautiful animal headed toward extinction.
- Any item made by the “my pillow” guy.
- A COVID test kit (well, on second thought…)
- Any bottle of lotion that has the word “firming” on the label.
- A DVD collection of the Bachelor – if the dude was capable of getting his own date, he wouldn’t need a reality check, I mean show.
- A “Trumpy Bear” – yes the damn things actually exist, we live in a sick world.
102 Worst Valentine’s Day Gifts Ever . . .
What Not To Buy
- Anything made by Ivanka or Melania – don’t go there.
- Any book about the Trump’s, unless they are anti-Trump.
- An “Apprentice” board game with a picture of the Donald on the box – this gift will result in unpleasant gagging and a possible trip to the ER; a sponge mop from Dollar Tree is a much better present.
- A Red Ryder rifle – this is a Christmas gift, and she may shoot your eye out.
- Any firearm or membership in the NRA – DO NOT GO THERE, ever.
- A biography of Donald Trump, unless you are using it to avoid any dinner plans.
- A biography of Moscow Mitch – again expect gagging sounds to occur when your beloved unwraps this bon-a-fide stomach ache.
- A Magic Eraser – just not as romantic as that sponge mop.
- Any insect covered in Chocolate, far better than any Trump related gift, but does not have the romantic appeal of a cockroach adoption or sponge mop.
- The Life and Times of Melania Trump, much less desirable than anything from the Dollar Tree.
More What Not To Buy
- A Ted Cruz audiobook, oh, gag.
- A Marco Rubio audiobook, double gag.
- A diet book – don’t go there; head straight to Tiffany’s with your credit card at the ready.
- Socks (‘nuff said).
- Anything with spandex.
- Anything from Walmart – don’t go there literally.
- A Peloton, I think they are going out of business, anyway.
- An oil change from the local lube place, a couple’s gift massage certificate – now those are gifts…
- A DVD about the Trump’s, unless you are trying to break up with your significant other.
- Golf balls – even pink ones don’t cut it.
Even More Of What Not To Buy
- A voodoo doll of your ex.
- Anything with deodorant.
- Justin Bieber’s official biography.
- Jingle bell underwear from the Christmas Clearance table.
- A nose hair trimmer, especially for a female.
- A Chia pet, especially the Donald Trump version.
- Paintball gift certificate.
- Microwavable slipper socks.
- Any publication on growing old gracefully.
- A gigantic coffee mug that says size matters.
Don’t Go There…
- A lava lamp.
- A trash can basketball game.
- A stress ball.
- A car trunk organizer.
- A colonoscopy gift certificate (no bu[t]ts about this one…)
- A vintage mood ring.
- Anything anti-wrinkle.
- Macarena dance lessons.
- Anything pumpkin spice.
- Tickets to see the musical Frozen.
Get The Hint Yet?
- Expired gift cards.
- A wastepaper basket, even a rhinestone encrusted one.
- A cushioned toilet seat with a fish motif.
- Mint flavored tongue scraper.
- A cemetery plot.
- A heart-shaped hamburger.
- Any card, game, or book with reference to a bodily function.
- Any empty jewelry box.
- Do-it-yourself will or divorce kits.
- A can of mustard sardines, packed in oil.
Do You See A Pattern Here?
- A box of chocolates with two missing.
- A box of chocolates with one missing.
- Fundies undies.
- Cubic zirconia.
- A pink whoopee cushion.
- Herring of the month club (unless you’re from St. Olaf).
- Anything NASCAR.
- Anything with the words “self-help”, “relationship-advice”, or “self-growth”.
- A fruitcake left over from last Christmas.
- A coin purse in the shape of any part of one’s anatomy.
Get My Drift?
- Fake doggy poop.
- A bling facemask.
- Beef jerky.
- A bikini razor.
- A tuna fish scented candle.
- A bratwurst scented candle.
- A motor oil scented candle.
- A gasoline scented bath bomb.
- A tuna fish scented bath bomb.
- A gift certificate for tire rotation.
Now Do You Get My Drift?
- Anything painted on black velvet.
- Anything flamingo (except a virtual adoption of the real thing).
- Squid of the month club.
- A weekend at Bernie’s.
- Gummy worms.
- A keychain in the shape of a unicorn.
- An ugly sweater from the markdown rack.
- Any item advertised on late night TV.
- Anything advertised on an infomercial.
- A banana tree.
Get It? Got It? Good…
- Magnets in the shape of animal derrieres.
- A teensy violin.
- A desktop golf game.
- A pack of gum.
- A Donald Trump Bobblehead.
- The poop emoji couch pillow.
- The DVD collection of “Duck Dynasty”.
- Inflatable anything.
- A hot-air balloon ride in a thunderstorm.
- A traffic jam sleep sound from Amazon.
- A spa day at Club Fed (that’s reserved for Donald Trump).
- Remember – shapewear is NOT lingerie…