I always get a religious things from my extended family. My immediate family no longer gives me Christmas gifts. It's quite pathetic because I always buy everyone else gifts, but on Christmas day, Laura receives nada.
However, I recall that one year I received a book called "To My Dear Slimeball," which, according to the blurb, was some sort of update on C.S. Lewis' "Screwtape Letters", except updated for todays modern teen, i.e. much much much lamer. I think I also got "Stomping Out the Darkness" that same year. I have no idea what that's about. I also received a compilation CD called "WOW 2001" which is the best that Christian pop music has to offer. At age 11, I received Psalty's Children's Bible. Other gifts I've received over the years: a yellow polyester towel, a polyester towel set with teddy bears and "Home Sweet Home" written on them, a small bear filled with potpourri, a mug with a bear on it (sense a trend?), a freaky stuffed tiger that roars, an XL batik Indonesia t-shirt, and an XL "Jesus Lives" t-shirt. And they wonder why I don't go to church.
Sometimes I get soap. I fucking hate soap.
Why don't they just write me a note that says "LOSE WEIGHT, SHOWER AND ACCEPT JESUS, FATASS"?
Luckily, some relatives have started giving me money now. Of course, there's not a whole lot I can do with Singapore dollars, but hey, at least they aren't books about the state of my soul and what I can abstain from in order to redeem myself and go to heaven which, from extensive research, doesn't sound too fun anyway.