I bestow unto you the gift of plate.

Well there's a straightforward and well-described gift if I've ever seen one.

I suppose gifts like these were the polite and cherished precursors to the rude and ungrateful "my grandma went to Delaware and all she got me was this t-shirt" t-shirts.

Cheapskate grandma. Couldn't even get me a gilded piece of fine china. 



Fun Fact: Apparently Port Arthur hasn't been Port Arthur since 1970. It's now part of Thunder Bay, ON. Don't ever tell me this blog isn't educational.

Yup, that looks about right.

 Welp, this thing pretty much makes fun of itself.

"As Advertised"? Well thank goodness.

For the expat who has everything

Instead of a key to the city, they just gave me a can of air.

Best served ice cold.

Smells like a Salisbury House Nip.