Hehehehe...here are a couple:
My dad sent me a pair of elephant ear shoes from Thailand or Cambodia (somewhere over there) for Valentine’s one year. Gee, thanks dad. You know me so well.
When I lived in an ashram, a friend who had just come back from India brought me a red sari and gave it to me on V-Day. I wore it to a festival celebration days later (because it was beautiful and I loved saris)- and he and I were told rather publicly that red saris are wedding dresses in India. Both of us got a lot of junk about that.
Hmph...other than those, all my gifts have been wonderful. The best have come from my beloved hubby- he writes me poems and always makes his own cards. He always gets me a matching necklace and earrings, too. He is the sweet, sensitive type...AHHHHHH. Just a natural cornball ;0)