This might be a little "dated" for you guys...
When I was 11 I used to spy on my mother and father as they wrapped Christmas gifts. They would hide the gifts on a board nailed across two rafters in the attic of our house.
I saw my father wrap a Daisy BB Gun! This was an 11 year old's ultimate dream come true back in those days! I was stoked to have this for Christmas. I could barely contain myself so as not to let on that I knew about the gift.
Christmas Day comes and I rush to the tree. I opened all my gifts, crazy with excitement. Last gift opened, no Daisy BB gun! I was so heartbroken but couldn't say anything because I would be found out!
Many years later, a grown man with a family of my own, I asked my Dad about the Christmas of the BB gun. He said "I remember, I bought it for you but your Mom made me take it back! She was afraid you'd shoot your eye out"!!!!
I laughed and cried at the same time! So, that was my worst Christmas gift ever--no Daisy BB gun!!! Merry Christmas everyone!!!