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Mr. V and I started dating on November 5, 2001. In my dorm room my sophomore year of college. We were watching Toy Story 2. I do not kid, y’all.
We had known each other nearly a year and been friends since about March. But when that first Christmas came, I am pretty sure I panicked. The only things I knew that he liked for sure were cookies and watching movies.
Since I couldn’t think of anything else apparently, I went to Toys R Us. I got him a Buzz Lightyear dart gun (Nerf darts) and a Dinkie Robot.
The robots could walk and talked in their own little Dinkie language. They got hungry and tired and needed you to feed them via button, etc. (I never had a Furby but I think it was similar.) Now I don’t know what noise the Furbies made when they were mad, but when the Dinkie robots awoke, they made the craziest, loudest screech you ever heard.
Mr. V woke one morning–well, by morning around 3 AM–to that lovely shrieking coming from the robot. I’m pretty sure that’s when she was delegated to under his bed with her batteries out.
He did use the Nerf gun.
Ah, young love.
Do you have the guts to share what you exchanged your first Christmas with your beloved?