I don't...I just....this. Look at it.

You did it, plushie gifter. You got me something so bizarre that you made me feel borderline embarrassed.

You are a genius. A plushie making genius.

I wish I could say I love it...but it scares me. Even with its adorable eyes I have an aversion to it. Maybe I just need to hug it. It was filled with feminine hygiene products though, so that's alright by me.

I will tell you one thing though. Its going to sit in my room until I have company over. Then I'm going to hide because saying a stranger sent me a used tampon plush is too hard to explain.

Thank you. Thank you a million times over. I am confident that I will NEVER receive anything as outrageous as this again. It's weird. You out-weirded me. That's an accomplishment. I should send you a medal or something. So, 10/10 to you, gifter. 10/10.

UPDATE: Earthmars was my gifter. My beautifully twisted gifter. Keep doing what you do.