i had to go get surgery on christmas eve and was in a hospital bed for christmas…the family had other plans so i spent christmas with a 60 year old nurse and no presents. the only food i got was hospital food but because of the pain i could only eat bread

My grandma passed earlier this week after suffering two strokes. She got me into skiing when I was little and now I snowboard almost every day in the winter. I will always lover her for that. After new years I have two court dates to look forward to and $1150 worth of fines. Hopefully I only end up paying half of that!? Which would still suck. I need that board.

My girl and i were planning on going to my sisters for Christmas and moving in Together. But three days ago she got back with her old boyfriend. Plus to top it all off I have red hair. haha. Merry Christmas.

my chirstams story is pretty simple. Two years ago i overshot a jump at noqualmie a month before christmas, I fractured my pelvis and broke 4 ribs. Nevertheless, for christmas i was just getting out of bedrest into a wheelchair. I got a automatic leg exerciser thing for christmas…..it helped me heal faster so i guess thats not too bad but its still a leg exercizer machine, im in a wheelchair and no shred movies! what!? but dont worry it gets worse, mid day, my girlfriend for 2 years came over and dumped me because “she felt too guilty and sad not being able to go out with me”. hmmmm ouch, after that happened, i found out my great grandfather passed away on the 23rd, it wasnt too bad until not a single family member of the 25 that come every christmas got me a shred movie, nor hungout with me, so dumped, great grandpa-less whom did i mention i was named after, and wheelchair bound, shred movie-less i sat for the remainder of the night. Worst christmas ever, oh and proof-my picture is an xray of my pelvic screws. Merry Christmas…shit.

I was driving across the country with my family, moving from one military base to another in Washington. Our Christmas was spent at a motel in Arizona. The pool was empty and there was only two beds and we are a family of 7, So I was going to be sleeping on the floor again.

But, on Christmas morning, my mother passed out presents to all of us. I got my present and opened it up. It was an alarm clock with a built in radio and cd player, but it was the alarm clock I already had. Not the same model, but the one I already had! They just re-wrapped it and gave it back to me.

That was the worst Christmas ever!

Ya so I’ve been riding for the last seven years which have all been hand me down boards which I’ve had no complaints. So last year we were finally able to get me a whole new setup and it was super sick board and bindings and all. So that weekend I head on up to the slopes road it for about 2 hours. So I take a break and set it right outside the restroom wich was only like 10 feet away from the pisser. I take my piss and rush back out to hit the slopes and little do you know it was missing. It was a really sad day. In all my 7 years I’ve left it outside for a second and it would always be there waiting for me. The day I have my new setup that’s when I loose it the same day. Someone else came up that day and it wasn’t me. I believe in karma so I know some way some how they got theirs. That’s my sad story and I’m back to my hand me downs. Ill never leave my board loose again. Lock it up and learn from my mistake.

I just moved back home from texas. My family came over for an hour on christmas eve. Each family member had an excuse to leave, oh the weather is bad, oh i forgot to grab this gift, oh i have to go to a dinner, oh its getting late. Well if they did not want to come they could have just told me. I got oversized clothes and some re-gifts that I gave out last year. No one came for christmas. I did not eat because no place was open and I did not have anything to really cook. This is my first christmas back from texas and I did not even get to see whole family and my family that came left early. bull spit.

for the last 50ish years vancity has had white as hell christmases the closest thing to that this year was the spit i got in my onion rings at DQ

For Christmas, i got…a letter, just one letter. It was a generic dentist postcard wishing me a happy Hanukkah…with a fine on the back.

Hey, how’s it goin’? This is Pedro. I am Francisco’s identical twin brother. I want to tell you that everything he says is true, but I fear for him. He may get caught & I don’t want him to die. I don’t know what snow is, or “snowboarding” as they call it, but these travelers do seem very happy & pleasant, just from ‘nother world. I wish they’d stop coming to Master ’cause they bring him money & if no money, maybe he’d stop & move on, let us go. Anyway, I don’t think Francisco realizes, but there’s no snow in Columbia mountain top. I’m pleading with you, do not send board as if you do, he will most certainly die! I love my brother & don’t want to see him go, I am scared for him & of master & only fear for brother’s safety. Master is sometimes hard on him but better that than dead. I plead with you, please, for God’s sake, DO NOT send board. If you do, it will certainly be the end of my brother. Again, I plead of you, please, leave him alone. He is born servant farmer boy & shall die same way, as I will to. I know you do not understand, but some things are better left alone.

Sincerely, Pedro.

I woke up this morning expecting to find
a house full of cheer for a good piece of mind.
A tall tree with lights and ornaments to boot
surrounded by gifts all I would do was Root!
My family talking around the fir’place
opening presents almost having a race.
With no time to lose wrapping flying around
we would open them up making mess of the ground.
We wouldn’t care for it was Christmas day
but when I woke up all I said was “no way.”
I rolled out of bed and saw nothing at all
no fam’ly no presents nor tree so tall.
to explain this event, there’s only one way
killer robots broke in to steal Christmas day!
(…This was inspired by a true story. The “robots” shall remain nameless.)

Last year, right before the holidays, my mother passed away. right after the holidays, my childhood dog died and two weeks later my cat died. Around the very same time this year, my father’s kidneys began to fail, so for christmas, we had to pay for him to get the medical attention he needs to survive, instead of buying eachother christmas presents. To top off the entire story, two days ago I snapped my board doing a back lip on a handrail I set up in my backyard so I have to put in overtime just to afford a new board, which won’t be in time for me to shred this weekend with my friends who flew in from Colorado for the week.

It was that special time of year, the Christmas of ’09,
All ready for Santa to hook me up, all year I walked the line,
My family and I packed our bags, the ticket for Denver in my hand,
To see my extended family, mountains, in that perfect land,
But ’twas I on probation, and they made it clear,
“No way!” said Johnny Law, “that’s forbidden, you will stay right here,”
The man keeps me in state, as I watch my family depart,
‘Cause I caught bogus charges, for a fight I did not start,
So that’s my sob-story, I know it is rather boo-hoo,
But the worst part about it, Is this story is quite true.
So please hook me up, to show me a sign,
That this year does NOT suck, my worst year, the year of ’09!

i live in North Carolina

So where do i start, I was living in whistler 2 days befor my birthday i get a call saying i don’t have my job for the winter, i spent 500$ that night could have gotten robbed who knows i really don’t rem much except waking up with nothing, no rent money, no food money, nothing, after fightin to get everything together i’m told i can’t live at my place for december…did i mention my birthday was 2 days after the best opening ever at whistler.. soooo back to ontario untill after the olympics… I don’t live with my parent’s so i go to their house for christmas, i drive 2 hours, gettin stoked on what i might have gotten for christmas. I walk in the house say my hi’s and merry christmas’s then the tree catches my eye, something’s not right and BAM i get told, yea no presents this year, and i mean nothing not even a madarine orange. but atleast i had a nice dinner… but if your eating well lifes good, but what would make life great is rippin JPs deck as the only present i got this year…

so my family once your old enough puts your name in a drwing and each person gets a different person to get presents for. me being 18 and with my girlfriend on thanks giving expected my parents to enter me like they did with my sister in boston, then christmas comes around all my family opens there presents. and i dont have any. i wasn’t entered into either side of my families drawings and was forgotten. so for christmas i bought my own present which was a set of snow dice to enjoy with my friends. and this jp walker board would be a great gift to go along with that.

when i was about 8, i was in the philippines for the holidays. christmas day..i was outside my grandma’s house and chased this stray dog. after a couple o minutes of runnin around, we both busted a backside 180 and he started chasing me. he bit my leg but it wasnt too bad, i think it was just a nick. THANK THE GODS HE WASNT RABID… i hope? couple of hours later i was back at it again playing outside with the lil homies. We were playing catch with a rock ( HELLA SMART), til i threw it up straight in the air. i stared at it as it got higher… then BLAM!. i guess i forgot to catch it lol. it knocked me straight in the forehead. All i saw was a red tint to everything and my back on the floor. dont really remember much but ive been reminded that my neighbor saw everything and threw me in the car and rushed me to the hospital. That christmas was all bad. ALL BAD. ended up opening by presents there.. and if i recal correctly, one of my aunts (that isnt too close to the famo) bought me some panties… but im a dude. this is always a long and fun story to tell. but i always ended feelin bad, cuz i feel like it was one christmas that was wasted.

We had a close friend pass away 2 weeks before Christmas so instead of getting gifts for our family and ourselves we gathered $ for his family he left behind. Weird cause he at one point worked for a lady downtown SLC that told him she was JP’s mom..

i was gonna ask for a stepchild 148 jibstick for christmas but then 3 weeks before christmas, my dad was let go from his work and we couldnt afford a lot for christmas. i got a fleece jacket tho, which is pretty nice. help a small town shredder out.

Ha Ha Ha…Anyone following my threads knows my Christmas sob story…I got stiffed out of a Capita “The Green Machine” in a free goods giveaway a few weeks ago. Having pretty much the only legal entry that worked and was original I don’t know how I missed out. (No disrespect to all the entries…eg. Haraden’s skull was killer…just not legal)…Plus if you check the winners post on Capita’s Facebook page you will see this was not his first free board this year…daggers to the heart my friends.
Anyway looking back: If I had won, my sob story today would be winning a Capita Green Machine and missing out on the opportunity to shred a Stepchild!

I was boarding when I lost control and went straight into a pond….my friends pulled me out the freezing water and I couldn’t breathe….my friend josh did somethin like CPR idk but I threw up and it all went right back in my mouth and all over my face…..christmas 09 ftl…and o ya lost my board and bindings in the damn pond got to wait till next year to fish it out. Prob rusted to shit.

It was the year 1999. Growing up, Christmas was always my favorite time of year. This particular year I was especially looking forward to new snowboarding equipment that I had been begging for ever since I picked up the sport. I had learned how to ride earlier this year at North Star in Lake Tahoe and fell in love with everything about snowboarding.
A month prior to Christmas I was helping my mother and father get the winter clothes out from the attic in preparation for the cold weather ahead. As I was rifling through what seemed like endless amounts of junk I found something. A brand new Burton snowboard. I was ecstatic and could hardly wait for Christmas morning. I could not help but think about how good I would look the next time I hit the slopes.

Christmas Eve came and I went to bed with high anticipation of the coming morning. It had been hard to keep in my excitement for the past month and cover up my knowledge of the present that awaited me. That night, laying in bed, I heard faint noises coming from downstairs. This startled me, but I realized that it was only “Santa Claus” coming to deliver the rest of my Christmas wish list.

I woke up in the morning to sobs from my mother and my fathers consoling voice. This was not the Christmas that I was used to. When I went downstairs there was nothing under the tree. Had Santa not come?? I believed that our house had been neglected for years. Ever since this day I had a personal vendetta against “Santa Claus”. I no longer filled my Christmas wish list with hopes and expectations for the holiday season. Even after I found out that Santa Claus was not real I seemed to hate the Christmas Holiday. It was not until I was older that it was not that Santa had not come. Instead, we had been robbed.

I feel that I truly deserve that I deserve this giveaway, not only for the cool prizes, but to have the Christmas that was taken right out from under my nose.

well i think i was officailly the red headed step child this year at chritmas with my dads family. it had been a long time since i had spent time with my dads family prbaly cause of the reasonsi will tell you. im the oldest cousin on that side, so it should have some benifit, over the young ones anyway. im 25 and have a serious girlfriend who my family doesnt care about sleeping in the sam bed. my aunt has a huge house and when it came to gettin bed my and girlfrien got put in the middle of the living room with one thermorest we could share each night, however my GF got it every night. 2 pillows no blankets becaus the family was out that why were in the living room cause the fire place was out there so we could have that for warmth. every one else was sleeping like kinkgs. my dad, cosins (5) and aunts 2 uncles 3 each had their own beds. the friends of the family’s kids ages 5 and 7 got to stay and slrrp in a room witha king size bed their parents got there own room as well even though the could have used the air mattres to put their kids in their room with the but the wwant “privacy” so i ended up having to tell my girlfriend that she had to sleep out in the living room with no sheets, or blankets and one half inch thick thermarest. now what about that air matres. it was bought specificaly for the kids of the faily friends to stay on and my dad would let me open it cause my aunt could return it to walmart and get the money back. once again im sleepin on the hardwood floor cause im not as good as family friends. i thought my aunt would let me use the air mattress but she also though it would be “nice” of me to let her ge her money back. whatever, then i got placed at the small kids table becaus my cousin my aunts kids wanted to sit at the big table. and she say “would you be offeded if i sat you with the kids at the small table” prety embarasing to get belittle like that infront of my girlfriend.in the mornig i went to get food but was a little to late and missed the last of the breakfst sandwhiches i was there at 9:17 am brekfast was at 8:30 but i snuk inot my dads bed for 1 hour and 45 minutes becaus i woke up before breakfast so my aunt said to come back in a bit. she siad she would save me some. however i was 7 minutes late and my aunt gave the sandwhick to the god, blizzard. i even saw the last of it in his bowl. and that sandwhich made his farts smell so bad that whole night, i forgot to mention that the dogs also slept in the living room. i was treated exactly like the dogs minus one breakfast sandwhich. there is so much i cant tell it all but when i was leaving my flight was at 6:15 pm the rest of my family was flying out at 8:00 am so i had to get a right there with them then wait in the airpor from 7:00 am to my flight, bs man. i got in a fight with my dad because i told him i was feeling like i was gettin pushed under a rug he called me selfish and told me to shut up. also my randma forgot to get me a present and told me she would send it up and i still havent seen anything. we were watching a movie and i got up from my seat and my uncle seat jaket me to put his feet up and he told me to sit on the floor.
THIS IS WHAT GETTIN TREATED LIKE A STEP CHILD IS LIKE, POOR STEP CHILD. it was horrible and i know why i dont go there for christmas. if you want more there is plenty if this is in contention which it really should be