I’m known for messing with people when I give them gifts.
Big box, little gift inside. Box in a box in a box in a box in a box. Gift card in a big box. Note in a box with hints to go find the real gift.
I’ve taken something from someone and then given it to them as a gift. Hey, they’re guaranteed to like it!
I give bottles of dry gas as stocking stuffers and Dollar Store gift cards with only a dollar left on them.
I give cookies that I like just so I can get them to open and share.
But I have to give kudos to this son’s gift delivery to his dear old dad. It’s enough to make me want to give something to my dad. Like a big pack of Oreo cookies. Mmmmmmm, Oreos…