Just got back from the annual white elephant gift exchange at work. It's the type of party where the location isn't announced until minutes before it starts. Otherwise HR would find out about it and shut it down.
Last year, one of the sales guys on our team (who has a very hairy back), received a back hair shaver. The shaver came with a pack of batteries which meant that he was forced to demo it in front of the team. And when I say forced, I mean forced. The entire room chanting, money being collected, his VP shutting down the party until he agreed to take his shirt off and fire up the shaver. No way to avoid it. Nasty.
I can only imagine that over the course of the last 12 months, he thought about what he could do to get back at us. Kind of like in that scene in "Stand By Me" when Lard Ass makes himself throw up at the pie eating contest to get his revenge at the town.
Well, today he got his revenge.
Behold....the back hair sandwich. Yep. That's what this is. Two slices of white bread with a solid inch of back hair in the middle. With a gift card thrown in.
The dude actually shaved his back hair, made a sandwich out of it, placed a gift card in the baggie, and wrapped the somabitch up as a gift.