Worst Christmas present?

One year my husbands Grandmother gave me a box with broken coffee mugs and gave him a coffee mug that said "Hot and Sexy" with big red lips on it. No one knew quite what to say when he opened that up! 

My family has always gotten the whole clan together for gift opening on Christmas morning. It can get pretty large.

Anyway, many years ago, my then-wife and I were "trying" to get pregnant. She blamed the difficulties on my bike riding and choice of underwear. So, on this particular Christmas, she chose to give me a pair of plaid boxers with a big sperm whale graphic up the side. She even made sure every one was watching when I opened it up. Every one got a big laugh out of that. 

Turns out it wasn't all my fault. And she's now an ex.

Pajamas.  My not-so-great-at-buying-gifts husband bought me 5 pair of  flannel/fleece PJs (yes, 5) last year for Christmas.  This year he bought me 2 more pair, one of which was made for Hobbits, perhaps.  The pants were total flood water waders on me (granted I am tall and tough to fit but this was worse than usual).  I dutifully washed them, wore them.  He went back to the store and bought me two more pair of pajamas to make up for the one short pair.  (face palm)  For those keeping score, I now have 8 pair (the short pair which I'll give to Goodwill or someone would make 9) of PJs just from the past 2 Christmases.  This is not counting pajamas/night clothes I already owned.  Bless his little heart.  He means well, but...sigh.

I got six pair of flannel pajamas this year LOL.  I did need them, though.