My sister and her husband was never one for great presents but this took the cake. We draw names each year in my family and I was the lucky one they drew.
They had 365 days to get my present but of course they waited until Christmas Eve and ran down to the nearest drug store. (I think it was Hooks back then) Well you can imagine the wonderful selection they had to pick from.
My wonderful present was a metal Garfield trash can, an ugly ass candle and a little box (the one with 5 or 6 pieces ) Whitman chocolate Sampler. I guess it was better than nothing but it would take a small book to explain their cheapness back then.
To this day they are always reminded of it and I get teased "Did you get a new trashcan this year?"
