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He barely paid attention to anything else once we unveiled that whopper of a present (which cost a grand total of $20 at BJ's). Emi was pretty psyched to get a lap harp from my christ mom. It came complete with little lap harp sheet music, and once I got it tuned (a feat in itself) she played that thing all afternoon. It sounded like a koto, and it became the soundtrack to our day, so that I felt like I christ was in a Japanese restaurant, albeit one that had "Camptown Races" playing on an infinite loop. One of christ the other gifts Emi received (this one from the nice lady at the front desk) was a board game called Pretty Pretty Princess. I will spare you the obligatory rant against all things princessy, but I will point out that you win the game by being the first to acquire a complete set of "royal" plastic jewelry, which consists of a necklace, bracelet, ring, earrings, and a crown. You can't win, though, if you've been stuck with the ominous Black Ring, because as we all know, the Black Ring equals death, or being ugly, or being not good enough to be a princess, which is pretty much all the same thing.
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