Be Careful What You Wish For
I received dog poop. Plastic dog poop. From the novelty store. 40 years ago (1974) my younger brother handed this to me because all the stuff I wanted was too expensive: guitar, amplifier, etc.
I said to him, “I’m never getting anything I really want, so they (my parents) might as well give me poop in a bag.” My brother remembered that I had said that and made sure I got it. He passed in 1993. The plastic dog poop still lives. Story credit: Reddit/vedavis