Worst gift you've ever been given by a family member

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A sex-ed book from my grandmother.

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Anonymous wrote:When I was a kid, my truly wonderful and beloved grandmother gave my sister and I matching praying-hands-nightlights. The glowing, disembodied hands were like old with hands with visible veins and too long fingernails. I was terrified of them! What made it worse was that my sister would torture me by sneaking them, plugged in and glowing, under my covers, in the dark bathroom, hung sideways coming out of the wall of my dark closet...

Even my overly polite mother was like, “whoa, those are creepy!” Loved my dear grandmother but will never understand what she was thinking!

You gotta give your sister a Dead Man's Fingers plant.

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A XXL maternity shirt for Christmas. I was due in July, and a size small. It was huge on me, even at full term.

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Anonymous wrote:I can't think of one single thing, but for a few years, my mom gave me cleaning supplies for every Christmas and birthday. Combined with her comments on the state of our house every time she visits, I was annoyed. A few years ago on my birthday, she gave me a Target gift card (love it) but also presented me (in front if the whole family ( with this lovely gift box, tied in a nice ribbon. I don't know what I was expecting, but when I opened it and saw a bunch of cleaning products, I couldn't hide my irritation very well.

By the way, my house is clean! I clean regularly!

Give them back to her on Christmas and her birthday.

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Anonymous wrote:When I was a kid, my truly wonderful and beloved grandmother gave my sister and I matching praying-hands-nightlights. The glowing, disembodied hands were like old with hands with visible veins and too long fingernails. I was terrified of them! What made it worse was that my sister would torture me by sneaking them, plugged in and glowing, under my covers, in the dark bathroom, hung sideways coming out of the wall of my dark closet...

Even my overly polite mother was like, “whoa, those are creepy!” Loved my dear grandmother but will never understand what she was thinking!

Haha. I like your sister.

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My mom once regifted me for Christmas a DVD I had given her the year before.

She also went up into the attic one year where we had old winter clothes and wrapped them up and gave them out to us.

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A drawing of Benedict Cumberbatch and the muscular werewolf guy from Twilight, except they had extremely long necks and animal bodies.

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Anonymous wrote:My incredibly annoying sister gave my daughter an adult-sized XL summery t-shirt from American Eagle when she was still a tween. Probably out of the clearance bin, or a thrift shop. I cut this idiot out of my life - who needs a sibling who's always behaving like toxic waste dump?

Sorry, but that doesn’t sound so terrible. Clueless, sure, but maybe she thought “the kids these days” like AE.

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This is a gift my daughter was given by my mother on Christmas when she was 13. It was wrapped like all other gifts. DD unwrapped it and didn't know what to say. It was a piece of pink fabric with purple flowers. DD is an out door girl who is now in college majoring in Wildlife Conservation. She has never liked pink. She politely asked grandma what it was for. Grandma says "its extra fabric!" She had sewn a gift for my niece and gave my daughter the scrap of fabric that was left over. It was very strange and it is now a fun joke for our immediate family. My mother loves my daughter and gives her other gifts that are very appreciated and appropriate. This one was just odd.

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Weighing scale and diet book from a well-meaning aunt (dad’s sister) when I was a chunky 12-year old. My dad went ballistic and he and my aunt didn’t speak for months.

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SIL gave me a wooden map of my state with holes for beer bottle caps. I don’t drink beer.

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Mil gave us a set of steak knives when I was a vegetarian.

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MIL got me a trucker hat with a cut out Louis Vuitton logo on it for my 30th. I never wear hats.

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a Vera Bradley bag as an adult...

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:When I was a kid, my truly wonderful and beloved grandmother gave my sister and I matching praying-hands-nightlights. The glowing, disembodied hands were like old with hands with visible veins and too long fingernails. I was terrified of them! What made it worse was that my sister would torture me by sneaking them, plugged in and glowing, under my covers, in the dark bathroom, hung sideways coming out of the wall of my dark closet...

Even my overly polite mother was like, “whoa, those are creepy!” Loved my dear grandmother but will never understand what she was thinking!

You gotta give your sister a Dead Man's Fingers plant.

My daughter ran in the house and said "Mom, there's a penis growing in our garden."