My maiden name was Zimmerman.
Since I can remember, we have had a family reunion at least once a year (sometimes twice) and the festival of family fun is so appropriately called "Zimmerama".
And I love it.
My family kind of kicks ass. All of them. Even "druncle" Mark.
This past weekend we enjoyed another fun filled Zimmerama. Included in the fun is always a "white elephant" gift exchange--basically people bring any crap they find at home or at thrift stores or wherever....then, everyone has to open one gift (in numeric order) in front of everyone, one at a time. If it's clothing, you have to model it. If you don't like your gift, you can exchange with someone else that has already opened theirs.
This year I ended up with a Spin the Bottle pin:
It could be fun. :)
Now, the best part about Zimmerama is this:
Yes, my friends, that is a genuine can of horsemeat. Gross? Yes. Funny? Uh, yeah. This can has been circled back into our gift exchange for YEARS. I mean, going back to when I was a little kid. Every single year it comes back and seriously, if you end up getting the can of horsemeat, you've essentially "won" the white elephant exchange. You nearly get a standing ovation.
And what's really funny is typically whoever wins it, doesn't exchange it. It's like a Zimmerama trophy.
And so freakin' funny.