R. I. P. Blazer F. Sullivan

Just in time for Christmas, I introduced everyone to a little game called White Elephant to bring forth the Christmas spirit. Nothing says Christmas like stealing presents directly from your friend's hands! There were a few hits, and a few.... surprises. We set a 15 kuai limit, so no presents could be worth more than $2.25. It’s great to see what you can get for that price in China.
Essentially, all of these things:

Oh, la! What could they be, you wonder? Here are some of the more popular conquests that were stolen multiple times. Each photo represents a temporary ownership before the last photo reveals the final recipient of le present.

A hamburger tupperware, courtesy of moi!

An owl purse:

and… finally a crossbow.

The most creative present has to go to Lucas Myerson, for his acquisition of a trout and a bucket for 15 kuai. We named him Blazer F. Sullivan, otherwise known as BFS, or Baxter Sullivan. In a moment of dumb, I watched Lucas tie off the bag and I wondered out loud how Blazer was going to breath. “Christine, he’s a fish.” Pause. Pause. OH MY GOD.

This is him, in a bag, placed in a pail. S. Waldo was pleased to have him… to eat later.  When I returned for the night later that evening, I cried out in dismay when I found that the coals that I was warming my body with were that of Sullivan’s leftover exoskeleton. Sweet Sullivan, how you made several people happy in so many different ways. Merry Christmas, Sullivan. Your life served a truly Dali-cious purpose!