What's the worst thing you got for Christmas ever?

The day after christmas, my aunt gave me this really cheap-o ornament of an ugly squirrel sitting in a basket holding an giftbox. It was a truly WTF gift.

An aunt got me a miniature Michelangelo made of plastic. I do not need a small naked man watching me 24/7, thank you very much.

@tonedef: Maybe if we combine your ugly squirrel and my Michelangelo something will happen.

I was just given a pewter paperweight that reads:
“Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.” The font is whimsical/touching and the object is in the shape of spiral-scroll-horn thing.

I smell RE-GIFT.

Luckily it’s basically the same size, shape, and weight of a hockey puck. I need to go find that stick in the garage.

i got a magic steel loop made from steel from the crackers

A few years ago, my father gave me this electronic “boot warmer” that was bulky, couldn’t be used with wet boots (wtf?) and BROKE after an hour.

So much for practical gifts…

My grandmother once gave me a car vacuum thing that plugged into the cigarette lighter…...a year before i drove.

A rubber club kid wig.

The news that I was going to summer camp.

Two ex-gf kicked me out of her lifes right before and after xmas, that was back then, terrible!

My aunt gave me a 2–3foot crucifix that creeped me the fuck out.

And I’m not even christian.

…maybe that’s why she gave it to you, Mr.! :)

@Peedub:“Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.”

You should have told them that you just really appreciate that they “get” your addiction to coke, and their paperweight will remind you daily, to keep doing what you love.

My mother once gave me a huge fruit bowl on a pedestal thingy. In my house decorated in muted soothing tones of khaki, sage green and barn red, I opened this dark cobalt blue ceramic monstrosity with fruit painted in bright orange, red and yellow and lime green. She said “I thought of you as soon as I saw it!” ‘WTF? Do you even know me?’, I wondered.

When I was 11, I got a scratchy acrylic sweater from a lady at church that was a hideously unnatural shade of pink and was obviously A) an adult size and B) a lame attempt at regifting.

There was also one Christmas that our family was so broke I got a tangerine. That was it.

@fishbag- I thought you said I was heroin addict in your dream last night? Just don’t have me mixing the two, I might overdose.

Are you making a reference to this?

When I was 8, my then 5 year old brother got me half of a Christmas pencil lol!

A Scrabble game. I like to play Scrabble, but really!

Last year my MIL who constantly harped on my husband about his weight (before he lost it) gave him a box of cookies knowing full well that we don’t eat cookies anymore (since we lost weight 3 years ago.)

One of those weird Furby toys. My dad saved it for last and made this really big deal out of it. First of all, I was way to old for the damn thing, either late high school or college. I was mortified. I couldn’t believe he would buy something that people would freak out and trample each other for. At the time I was a very hard core activist (as opposed to mellower activist now!) and thought that this present represented all I was against. I told him how much I hated it too.

@Judi- my dad when I visit home still “suprises” me with Little Debbie brownies which I would not willingly put in my body. I loved them as a kid, now I’m late 20s. Haven’t eaten that crap in 15 years….No thanks!

my brother gave me bath beads and tootsie roll pops last year. two unthoughtful things from the dollar store when I got him a $20 shirt from Hollister! I don’t even take baths.

i gave my friend who doesn’t believe in any sort of Higher being, a crucifix. and he gave me a box of dog poo. worst christmas ever. he wrapped it on the 23rd and threw it under the tree in my house and it stunk up the place.

I forgot about the almost dead dog I got one year. That was really the worst.

My aunt gave me one of those grandmother necklaces..the ones where you wear a charm of the birth stone of each grandchild. I was 16 at the time.

She claims she didn’t know what it was, but she knew damn well. I never really cared for her.

when i said “I don’t even take baths”, I meant I shower instead of bathing. Just wanted to make that clear. :)

@90’s, I, for one, understood. I don’t do baths either. I can’t understand the idea of sitting in your own dirty bath water. Ick! Giving me bubble bath would be a total waste of a gift, but you can use it for body wash, too.

It smelt bad. Plus, my brother used them for himself.

maybe got nothing is worst