Last year I gave some friends of mine a crack pipe for Christmas. Neither of them are what you would call a crack head. The husband has never so much as drank alcohol, his wife was a bit of a pothead when I first met her (I've known her longer than him) but she doesn't do it now. Its in a box somewhere now, I thought they should have put it on the tree as an ornament.

Um... tube of cinamon, warming, edible head gel. :lol: :P ...And it got used. :D

I got plastic ice cream bowls (think little kids stuff) a few years ago from my aunt. I think I was 14-15 at the time. We still laugh about it.

Socks and underwear. And my '90 Lumina's driver side all smashed up the day after Christmas, 2001. Ho, ho, ho Mr. Incompetent Trucking Company...looks like we got the last laugh ($3000 settlement for hit and run).

Well, every year is the same from my dad's parents. We get our gift(s) and a stocking (separate from the regular ol' one). In this stocking, I annually receive socks, shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, deodorant, Axe, hair gel, fruit snacks, and oranges. Every year. It's pretty hilarious actually. And this year my grandma asked my mom if my dad likes Sugar Smacks cereal. When my mom told my dad later that night that he was getting Sugar Smacks, the expression on his face and the words he said had me rolling and in tears. Oh my gosh. You had to be there.

UNDERWEAR...and not just any underwear...this year a friend(girl) got me a white thong! last year a different friend who is also a girl gave me a 'mr nose bikini' ya...use your imagination...it's REAL dirty...and the year before that a third friend that is a girl gave me HUGE pink granny panties...AND I DON'T EVEN WEAR UNDERWEAR...let alone girls underwear...or the mr nose one...lol...altho it is pretty funny!

She meant well, poor girl but my ex back in college got me one of those cheesy do-it-yourself steeringwheel wrap-em job covers... you know super cheesy circa 1982. I hurt her feelings by never putting it on the old Pontiac.

well this thread is about bad gifts you've GIVEN, but i've got a beaut about my best friend. Her name is Barb, her and her hubby Dave have two sons. Well, Dave has a grandma that's a combination of old and cheap. One year she gave their oldest son personalized silverware, with the name "Eric" written on each of the handles. Sad part is, his name is JAKE. She also gave Barb an awful hot pink sweater, which she was regifting since it had a huge coffee stain on the front.

Some of these stories are great. I usually get the same things in my stocking every year, too. Usually along the lines of personal products (deoderant, shaver) and small candy.