Answer 1: You come to us. Wicked Uncle is the site for you. We have stacks of great stuff, organised by Girl / Boy** and by Age. We Gift Wrap, we add a Hand Written Card and we send it direct. It doesn’t even touch the sides !
And we include a Pre-Printed Molesworth style Thank You card so gratitude from the little monsters is guaranteed.
In one easy step you have gone from guy who knows nothing about shopping for kids to Seriously Cool and Well-Wicked Uncle or Aunt. Takes about 10 minutes start to finish, including 5m to find your credit card. And all it costs you is money. How cool is that ?
Click hereand the Xmas shopping problem goes away in less than 10 minutes.
Answer 2 : Ask a Friend. One who is good at shopping. Look appealing. Beg. Tell him/her about all the little darlings in your life (kids,nephews, nieces, godchildren etc) Hand over your credit card and job done. It is going to cost you shedloads, but Xmas is no time for economy.
But what if you do not have a shopping friendly friend ? Or have one who no longer falls for that appealing look and thinks that as an Uncle/Aunt , you really should get out there and buy the stuff yourself. You are now faced with a major problem – How on earth do you go shopping for Xmas Presents for small people when you don’t even know what they eat ?
Return to Answer 1 and visit The World’s Best E-Toy Shop. Which is us and see just how easy it can be.
NB If you are already seriously sorted and you have read this far with a sense of calm self-satisfaction because your Xmas shopping is done, please forward this to any of your less well-organised friends who might need a hand.
Happy Xmas is Too Close to Ignore Season,
The Wicked Uncle Elves
**Girl/Boy division of toys. It is way faster to find what you want and until Boys start liking Fairy and Princess stuff, we stick to the division.
I’ve just got my son a flat piece of cardboard for Christmas. Although what he wants with an ex-box I’ll never know.
Good King Wenceslas phoned Domino’s for a pizza.
The salesgirl asked him:- ‘Do you want your usual? Deep pan, crisp and even?’
Man walks into a bar with a newt on his shoulder.
The barmaid looks at the creature and asks the man what he calls it.’Tiny’, answers the Man.
‘Why’s that?’ enquires the barmaid. ‘Because he’s my newt’ .