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You should put that shit in a nice poster and put it on facebook. You'll get a million likes.
Except your relatives, who will be butthurt.
My biggest triumph as an uncle was when I got my nephew new ball bearings for his skateboard. Apparently he had been telling everyone that it was what he wanted, but everyone was getting him sweaters and books and stuff, because ball bearings are a weird gift. And the little pack of ball bearings actually was so small, it got lost behind the tree, so he didn't find it for a couple days. (I wasn't there.) When it was discovered, he was apparently thrilled. His favorite present.
Of course I never heard any of this from him. No note or anything. But my mom sent me an email.
Get them what they want.
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