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What’s the weirdest thing you've given someone as a gift?

I thought long and hard about it. Got turned on. :LOL:

Still thinking.
 
I've given a lot of strange gifts over the years, but frankly, I put a lot of energy into planning gifts, but tend to remember better what I was given, over what I gave. And I've been an avid giver, so there's a lot more to forget.

I guess when I was in college, I gave Mark T. a chunk of a lead ingot I had in my dorm room. It was a found object, from my late grandfather's carpentry shop, which was likely what he used to make lead sinkers, as he was an avid fisherman. It had probably been made from a melteld down sash weight. It weighed about eight pounds, I'd guess, and was around 4" x 12" x 1" in size. It was the only ingot of any type I had ever seen, much less handled, so I liked it simply as a physical thing.

Mark was a friend who was a firebrand. We attended a small Baptist college, and he was one of the zealots who was against the modernists, against the compromisers, and was sprite-like in his appearance. He could have easily played Puck. I found him VERY appealing because of his spunkiness and his impish grin and twinkling eyes and black spikey hair. We could not have been more different socially or religiously, but I had recently reconciled myself to the great diversity of religious believe in this world, so didn't avoid fanatics. If anything, I enjoyed those who were passionate about anything, really.

At some point, Mark had picked up the ingot in my room and liked it. As I couldn't stand to part with it, I cut off a 4" x 4" end of it and engraved it by hand with his name and some phrase (which I cannot remember now, 40 years later), and the date, which was his birthday and gave it to him on the occasion. It was quirky. It was unique. It was a memento.

Would that Bender was here to complain about the longwinded story, but "a lead bar" would have been but words on a page, and not led to anyone imagining anything really.
 
I have several pieces of fossilized poop on our coffee table to show kids when they visit.
I have some too in one of my cabinets - they are aesthetically pleasing.
 
You're right, I was a birthday present, and the movie was the inspiration I was told.
Come to think of it, I'm two degrees of separation from Mart Crowley, who wrote the play, and two fucks of separation from the guy who played the hustler.

Crowley, who died a few years ago, was a great friend of an old and continuing architecture client of mine. Early in my hustling career I was hired by a guy who told me that many years ago previously, in his prior life as an actor in New York, he had had sex with every member of the movie cast but one. Said that the actor in the movie who played the hustler was an actual hustler.
 
How'd that turn out? Did you become a biodad from that? If so, are you in the kid's life in any way?

It didn't sadly, she was diagnosed with breast cancer three months into the pregnancy and was advised to abort, which she did and unfortunately lost her battle with cancer last September.
 
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