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nafod wrote:A decent, lifetime quality set of tools? Good tools are forever.

This is the first one I really like.

Or....24 oz Vaugn. Stanley 28' measuring tape, metal speed square and a worm drive saw.

Really? My old man gave me a new set of luggage and a hearty "Fare thee well"

SAR wrote:Oh wait. 18. Go with a rifle. Model 1894 Winchester 30-30. Open sights. Try and get one made before 1964

I'd have said a color case blued 1892 in 357, but tastes vary.

It's a sort of family tradition to give a nice watch - with the inferred "So you won't be late for work, now get a job" :)

Depending on the type of kid he is... Watch, rifle, tool box. He off to college or joining the workforce?

If you go the watch route don't skimp, you want to give him something that hell be happy and proud to pass on to his son. Sea or speedmaster would work. You can probably find a nice preowned speedy for under 2k. No matter what go mechanical or choose a different gift.

Why get him any gift? Isn't graduating high school pretty much a given?

How about an adventure? Is there something he's always wanted to do or someplace he's wanted to go that was beyond his reach.

We paid for college. We figured that was a good enough HS graduation gift.

Binoculars. Spend a bit. Fucking brilliant gift. For sport, hunting, being a tourist and the apocalypse.

Something to help him close the deal with the ladies; FatCat special K.

The Kitty Kat always get's them in the mood.

I got nothing when I graduated High School except for a few "atta boy's"

When I got my BS, I got a big Chinese dinner and a book by Swami Sivanada on mind control.

When I got my MS a few years later, most of my family was dead, so I got nothing but a sense of accomplishment.

Kids are too fucking indulged in nowadays.

Weiner454 = major buzzkill

A ride to the recruiter for the service of his choice or college. (Unless they are extremely talented in music, arts or sports.)

I'll give my boys 3 months and then they better be on their way or they will work for me and I will make them miserable until they decide education or service beats slavery.

Batboy2/75 wrote:


Something to help him close the deal with the ladies; FatCat special K.

The Kitty Kat always get's them in the mood.

Funny story about ketamine. My house has a Japanese teahouse style cottage in the back, nothing fancy, but until the day comes when I convert it to my family dojo, we are renting it out. I rented it out to a rather pathetic anesthesiologist (what could go wrong, amirite?). He went out of town and asked us to feed his cat, so we do. Mostly my wife does it, and she wouldn't know a line of sugar from a line of cocaine, but one day I go in there. He's got this cat scratching tower. I look inside for the cat and it is STUFFED full of boxed vials of ketamine and morphine suflate. Thousands and thousands of them. And I'm pretty sure that's not recommended best practice for the stuff.

Not long after that, he was shown the door.