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A sack of potatoes and cat litter.
From my mom who usually shops year round for Christmas to save the hassle of buying at the end of the year.
My siblings got stuff that they wanted and could use and I got... Those two things in a very flimsy laundry basket.
She did not approve of my girlfriend and probably me living with her.
They weren't even wrapped.
A few years ago I went to visit my mom around Christmas, I picked her up and we were heading over to my grandmas. On the way, while my 1 year old is screaming in the back seat, she asked if she could run into a store on the way.
When we got to my grandmas she gave me the bag that she had just bought, store logo on it and everything, no hiding a thing, that contained 1 roll of camouflage themed duct tape, and a pack of trash bags.
I had told her earlier in the year that I was using trash bags and duct tape to block the windows in my garage while I was doing some renovations in there, and so she got me trash bags and duct tape, almost a year later...
I still appreciate that she got me anything at all and there was at least a thought behind it even if I don't understand that thought.
My aunt only ever knew one thing about me, that I grew up liking Harry Potter. First I got all the books, split across two years. Then I got all the movies as they came out, up to the 5th one. After that I was apparently too old for her to know what I liked, I got a gift card to a gas station for 3 years in a row. I mean hey $20 in gas wasn't a totally awful thing as a late teenager, so I guess it could have been worse.
one of my buddies got a mtn dew. thats it
another got a playstation gift card, which would have been good but he didnt have a playstation
Motivational calendar...
Thanks mom
Older brother wrapped up his old dirty shoes for me for Christmas.
He thought it was hilarious.
Not me but I was at a New Years Eve white elephant party where everyone brought something they were gifted but didn't want. Someone who had a relative that owned a video rental store (yeah 90's) brought a promotional press packet for a Steve Martin/Goldie Hawn movie. B&W glossy photos of the stars, photocopied excerpts of the script, bunch of crap stuffed into a cardboard folder. So basically they gifted their high end junk mail. As for me I got a flamingo costume
I think the "worst" thing I ever got was a VR headset. It wasn't a bad present per say and I really liked it at the time but unfortunately the VR space died pretty fast and it was completely useless soon after I got it.
Edit: it was a headset where you put your phone inside, I should have said that first
Arkham Shadow just came out on VR and people are saying it rivals other games like HL: Alyx in terms of scope and quality.
I'm watching a playthrough right now and it's blowing my mind how awesome it looks to actually be Batman
Rum flavoured spirit drink.. Twice.
I think I only ever received one good present.
My grandmother bought me a dark green, polyester, turtle-neck shirt; when I was 12. I never even tried it on.
A small drinking cup +possibly unintended whooping cough that ruined my entire holiday season.
A box of Mario fruit snacks when I was a kid.
The gift of world peace. It was granted to me in lieu of the PS2 I wanted by my fairy godmother. Needless to say I held my breath until she finally relented, and took it back. She gave me a PS2 and I close the curtains and put on headphones a lot when I'm at home.
Store bought pudding, no clue what I was supposed to do with that.
Eat. That's what you usually do with pudding. /j
Mug from Hotspot, probably. It's actually pretty great though.