When I was a kid I remember distinctly my parents laughing uncontrollably when they found that a gift they had given to my grandmother went horribly, horribly wrong. It was a bar of soap in the shape of a Hershey’s chocolate bar, wrapped in cellophane with a sticker on the back saying “DO NOT EAT.” (You know, for all the people out there who are, well, my grandmother.)
Yes, she ate it. Half of it. And then decided to check the wrapper because “something seemed off.”
Next time I do something stupid can I claim it’s genetic?
Now, why did I share that story? Because I can see something like that happening with these adorable little birthday-appropriate crayons.