OK, now I can post!... Mind you, it's certainly not something you'll want to see... in your own home at least :lol:
My brother knows I love Star Wars. I have display cabinets full of figures, both vintage and new in my house. It's kind of obvious that I'm a fan, and yet what I don't have is a large selection of assorted Star Wars tat littering the place. And most importantly, my brother knows that too, because I've told him. Several times.
Nevertheless, it didn't stop him giving me a Darth Maul bubble bath a couple of years back, and it didn't stop him apparently buying (yes, buying, with real actual money), the following item, and then infecting my house with it:
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Yes, it's just what every 47 year-old vintage Star Wars collector always wanted... a Disney Darth Vader lunch box...
I'm not sure what's worse, that unmitigated POS, or this 'thing' he bought me last year. Again, he knows I like Star Wars, and he even said as much as he and his girlfriend gave it to me. If memory serves, his exact words were, as he handed over a bag containing the following, 'I know you like Star Wars, so we thought of you when we saw this':
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SERIOUSLY?!! DOCTOR ****ING WHO?! There is not one single, solitary Dr Who item anywhere in or even near my house! And for good reason. I know it might be popular in some quarters, but personally I think Dr Who is ****. I don't remember ever even mentioning Dr Who to my brother in our adult lives, and yet that didn't stop him spending £14.95 on this monstrosity! I could have had a blu-ray of something good for that, but no. Instead I get a Cyberman jug I don't want, don't need and will never use.
Merry Christmas!