The Gift She Can do Without
Listening to XM radio this morning as I was driving my son to school, I heard an advertisement for a company called Big Plush. Yes, it’s Mother’s Day on May eleventh, so the air waves are now flooded with “reminders” to go spend money on useless gifts that will mean nothing to your mother.
This has to be the most useless gift of all, though: an 8 foot tall, 40 pound teddy bear. That’s the featured item at Big Plush.com.
I don’t know why I am writing about this topic, probably hurting the feelings of some small business owner who thought enormous teddy bears would be the next iPod in terms of cultural phenomenons. It’s just one of those things I come across occasionally that strikes me as so ridiculous, it has to be mocked just a little bit.
The funniest part of the advertisement is after describing the dimensions and weight of this monstrosity, the announcer says excitedly, “It’s taller than a professional basketball player!”
Yeah, just what Mom needs. She no longer has to wash the dirty underwear of her six foot tall, pig of a son…so the jerk off goes out and buys her a stuffed animal larger than Wilt Chamberlain. She’ll really thank him for that when, as the announcer says, the bear is “delivered on a dolly.”
Incidentally, if anyone ever gives me an eight foot tall teddy bear, it will go straight to the landfill and your four hundred bucks will have been wasted. Yeah, did I mention this thing costs $399.00?
We are such a wasteful society, and I think that is what irritates me most about this product. Think of the forty pounds of synthetic stuffing that goes into the thing, plus the cloth and whatever else makes up the composition of this beast.
And then imagine it all in a landfill, bio-degrading slowly, slowly over the course of a thousand years. And for what? Your mother won’t even appreciate this present. She barely tolerates the presence of your Dad, so unless that thing comes with some unadvertised sex toy attached, do you really think she has a use for this idiotic gift?
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I get annoyed by the Mother’s Day marketing machine. I have never understood why you’d buy your mom so many of the things advertised as mother’s day specials.
Who really can afford to buy mom that living room set she’s wanted for years? Can you really afford to buy mom that $1,000 tennis bracelet?
I think the marketing is just thrown out there for giggles. If you get a few insane people out there who will buy something like that, that’s enough.
It’s the same thing as looking at celebrities and what they spend their money on, and aspiring to be rich like them.
What an 8-foot teddy bear says to mom, and in fact everyone, is that you have nothing better to spend scads of money on. She probably has a whole room of useless mother’s days gifts throughout the years, squirreled away in the pocket of that faceless mcmansion.
I hate Mother’s Day anyway. It’s like pouring salt into a wound. I get jealous of people who still have their mothers to honor.
Comment by Mel B. — Friday, 2 May 2008 @ 11:50 am