If you were a kid anytime past about 1992, chances are you have a pile of participation trophies stashed somewhere in your parent’s house, since why would you mingle that weak nonsense with your real trophy for your second-place finish at your scout troop’s pinewood derby?
Anyway, here’s a gift idea for the participation trophy generation: trophies. Why the hell not? We’ve already established that you don’t need to win anything or do anything memorable to deserve a trophy.
We assume that the people behind Trophy Buffett feel the same way. That’s why they’ve crafted such sarcastic gems as “I apologize for my future mess-ups” and “It’s time to admit that you’re not perfect”.
After all, why settle for a passive-aggressive text when you can say it with a trophy?
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