Lamest/most useless gift you've ever recieved

[Zayren]

I dunno, my grandparents get me some crazy stuff since they work at a thrift shop. This most recent Christmas, my grandma got me some, and when I say demented, I mean horribly, god-awful, straight-up mutated Christmas tree decoration thing. It's got weird demon eyes, and it sings, and its eyes open and close with freaky eyelashes. My dad made a comment like,"Looks like there'll be a lot of regifting next year," since my family actually has a tradition of giving someone something EXTREMELY shitty as a joke, but my grandma looked sad when he said that.

So yeah, I feel sorry for her, she's just a tad out of touch. I have gotten some cool things from them, though.

 

[Sebenko]

Soap. And other bathroom products.

Which I never, ever use. I have a pile of them in my room.

 

[Girl With One Eye]

A pen holder, it could hold only one pen. Pen not included.

 

[putowtin]

a knitted poodle toilet roll holder....... when I was 10

 

[Mimssy]

A purse made out of a cigar box and decorated with tassels from my grandmother.
My dad got me a twelve pack of some nasty store brand soda(check cola!) and ramen noodles (shrimp flavor- any actually like shrimp flavor?) for Christmas when I was about 12. It wouldn't have been sooooo bad if I hadn't chipped in all my money for paint on his '65 Plymouth Barracuda.

 

[Obsideo]

I got two Hot Wheels cars for my 13th birthday.

Then afterwards, the kid asked for them back.

 

[AllLagNoFrag]

Nothing at all. Thats right, on my 13th Birthday, I recieved no presents. Lots of Birthday wishes though...

Now on to the lamest/most useless (when I got presents), it has to be a WoW trading card game box. Yes, it looked cool and cost alot (friend being a friend, didnt tear off the price tag), though, I had nobody to play with and no interest of playing at that time. I appreciated it but, value wise, it was useless. Lamest would have to be a pen. No, not just any expensive/cool pen. A normal pen

 

[Silver Patriot]

A towel.

What the fuck is a 7 year old supposed to do with a goddamn towel?

Tie it around your neck and fly?

Soak it and use it as a whip?

It was too short to be used as any of those

Ever read "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"?

Spoiler: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy on Towels

A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

Though I guess when your seven, it would still seem useless.

 

[Luftwaffles]

A broken mechanical pencil. I feel slightly better with the thought that i gave him a toothbrush instead. Twas this gift exchange thingy we had in primary.

 

[Queen Michael]

The gift of parental love. I wanted an Xbox!

 

[Randomologist]

A magnetic keyring holder. I live in a 17th century stone-walled house, there's nothing magnetic in the walls...
Besides, I fail to see any advantage of this device in relation to putting your keys on the side, on a shelf or somewhere.

Either this or a cup holder. Mine is a little plasticky rubber man that's been squashed (supposedly) by you putting your mug down on him. Again, what's wrong with putting it on the side?

 

[Daffy F]

Soap. And other bathroom products.

Which I never, ever use. I have a pile of them in my room.

You could make a fort!

 

[thahat]

I just keep getting soap from my boyfriend's family. I understand, the first birthday and Christmas, but you'd think after that they'd manage to work out what my preferences and hobbies really were... but no...

I mean, how hard is it to work out I like music (hint: iTunes voucher), computers (hint: electronics store voucher), punky jewellery and computer games? How hard is it to ask my boyfriend who is armed with my wishlist for help in choosing? I mean, I LIVE with his parents; I know something about their tastes and have successfully managed to buy gifts for them.

And so it came to pass that my birthday came around. And I was given soap. With matching pink candles. Now, to construct these unwanted gifts into a perfect murder weapon...

that, would be awsome. is soap meltable without it desolving ? you could make it into a message that says something like 'i like music, REMEMBER' and leave it somewhere where they will find. XD

 

[SamFancyPants252]

It's the thought that counts right? Sure it counts for something, but the thought that goes into the choice of what iten to get you for Christmas/birthday ect.. matters a bit more sometimes.

Example: I once recieved three dvd's I already owned from close relatives, plus socks, and car seat covers for a car I didnt own one birthday.

hey OP, don't diss socks. 6 pairs of england socks were the best god damn present I have got for years.

OT: a fountain pen. When the hell am I supposed to use that?

 

[Exia91]

Windshield wiper blades. Oh the hours of fun I had playing with those windshield wiper blades.

That made my day Sir!

OT:
My parents gave me a fork, knife, spoon, mug and plate. It was them implying: GTFO of OUR house!