Gifts are a very personal thing.
The gift should be selected with care and should fit the recipient.
Someone once knew me well enough to give me the perfect gift - a truck load of horse manure.
He drove me to a farm, backed the truck up to the manure pile, handed me a shovel and said,
"Knock yourself out."
That was actually my Mothers' Day gift, but it's the thought that counts.
Manure.
Way better than chocolates.
