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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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One year I phoned Mrs Doublehunbon from work and asked her what she'd like for Christmas, she said pajamas. She said pajamas, she meant pajamas, even you hear pajamas, but what I heard was Pajama(S), as in plural, so went out and bought 7 pairs of pajamas for her.
Now I thought I had nailed it, I was so chuffed with my presents, I even individually wrapped them. So all Christmas I'm like
"Yo open mine, go on, open mine"
She kept replying "Relax, I'll get to it, I'm working with the kids right now"
My Dad is sitting next to me going
"Jesus son, you must of killed it this year"
"Just wait, you'll see" I kept saying, revealing in my smugness.
Finally at the end of Christmas, she gets around to opening my present, bare in mind, I've been talking this present up ALL Christmas, the whole family gathers round.
She opens the first pair, pulls them out and unenthusiasticlly goes.
"ohhh, pajamas"
And immediately I think "Fuuuuuuck" cause if thats her reaction to pajamas number one I can't imagine her enthusiasm building and going on a upward trajectory.
So she opens the second pair of wrapped pajamas, pulls them out and says "ohhhhhh, another pair of pajamas."
My brother sees the five unwrapped gifts, quickly does the maths, looks at me and goes "You're a fucking idiot"
By pajama number 5 my Dad can't take it anymore and is almost wetting himself in fits of laughter.
By pajama number six, the whole family is around her chanting
"C'mon pajamas, C'mon pajams!!!!"
By pajama number 7 it's absolute bedlam, even the kids are pissing themselves laughing, everyone is rolling around the floor going how could this be any funnier.
Little did they know I had also gone out and bought my Mom, sister and all my sister in laws pajamas too.
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Could swear ive read it before.. although i also dont doubt more than one of us fellas can fck up like that 
