[plaster8]

When I was 13, I really wanted an electric guitar for Christmas.

That morning, my sister barged into my room at 6 a.m. to wake me up, shouting, "You won't believe what they got you!" I just wanted to sleep, but I got up, very groggy, and staggered into the living room, where a gleaming blue electric guitar was leaning against the wall.

Excited, I ran over to it and grabbed it from the wall. Immediately I realized I'd been had -- my parents had purchased me a cardboard cutout of an electric guitar.

I was very, very pissed at the time. But I think it's great now, almost 20 years later.