Each holiday season I spread the wondrous stash of Xmas booty across the carpet and revile in the glory that are unsolicited material goods. Sure, ’tis the season for giving, peace and togetherness. And it’s also a time for booty. Lots and lots of booty.

This year was better than most. Thanks to all who contributed to my comfort index. However, one gift stands apart from the herd. It’s special. It’s different. A re-gift passed from father to son and back again for 12 years. Neither of us have dared crack the seal.

It’s a big, old plastic jar of…well, the picture below says it all. Not sure what one does with this product, although the label indicates the contents are flammable.

What was your favorite Xmas gift? Please talk amongst yourselves..