‘How did you (or a relative) accidentally ruin Christmas?’ – 17 festive foul-ups

10.

One year my sister bought my mum a frying pan and my mum took offence because “kitchen items are not gifts.”
Fast-mi-8327

11.

My husband blew up the oven.

We decided one year to do Beer Butt Chicken, where you stick a can of beer up the chicken’s bottom and cook it standing up. Tasty. My husband, wanting to be helpful, agreed to prepare the chicken and put it in the oven.

Cue an hour later an almighty BANG

He had put the can of beer in the chicken as instructed. What he didn’t do is open the can first. Once we had picked off what was left of the meat from the decimated carcass (and the walls of the oven) we had a reasonable dinner I guess?
tropicnights

12.

Was working to fix a burst water main early Christmas morning. The digger driver hit the gas main. Water went in the gas main and into people’s boilers. Result several 100 homes without water or heating.
RichKiernan

13.

Whilst sat in the conservatory about to tuck into Xmas dinner a giant pigeon kamakazied into the glass instantly killing himself and splatting his innards all over the window…… I’m sure that’s why my sister has been vegan for a decade.
ADpriceless

14.

I bought my nan a book for Christmas and when she held it in her hands all wrapped up she said so excitedly “Oohhh is this what I think it is?!” and then so disappointedly “Oh, no.”
achocolatefireguard

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16.

I remember hearing a ‘ho ho ho!’ from the hallway, followed by ‘oh fuck shit fuck!’ because it was my drunk mum taking the presents downstairs, but then she tripped and fell down the entire staircase with the smack of all the presents following her :’)
gigibon

17.

Got a mini carpentry set. While my Dad was helping Mum in the kitchen, I proceeded to saw about a foot off one of the dining table legs. I was popular that day.
TipsyToad2021

And finally …

Maxthesax

Well when I was a young lad, about 10 years old we had a Great Dane called Joey. Now Joey was a very large Great Dane and he could easily reach to the counters in the kitchen.

We were aware of this, and while defrosting the turkey we placed it at the back of the counter were we knew he could not reach. Now as you do on the run up to Christmas went for a day out while we left Joey in the house for the few hours. When we returned the turkey was missing and Joey, who acted very innocent and made sure he told us he had nothing to do with it.

This resulted in a search around the house, and no sign of the turkey. We resigned to having a Chicken and anything we could find for dinner that year.

A few months later while gardening, my dad shouted in surprise as he found the turkey buried in the garden!

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