My next door neighbor has a grandson who will be graduating soon. For a graduation gift, he secretly bought and had restored a 1964 1/2 Ford Mustang, the one with the 260 V8 in it. Turned out beautiful, cherry red and fully restored. So today the grandkid come over to get his graduation present. They blindfolded him and took in out front, opened the garage door and pulled the car out, then pulled the blindfold of this young man so he could see it. The kid took one look at it and said, "Damn it paps, I wanted a fucking truck, not a goddamn used POS ford mustang." I saw the hurt hit my neighbors eyes, but all he did was walk across the street to another neighbor's yard who has a daughter about to graduate too, and handed her the signed title on the spot. As he walked back past his grandson he told him "When you get the money saved up maybe she can give you a ride to go look at those trucks you are so interested in." Then he went into the house. Now the grandson is walking around all depressed and pissy, and the neighbor girl across the street is grinning like a jackass eating briars. Funniest thing I have seen in months was the look on that boy's face when he realized he was not only not getting a truck, but he had also thrown away the Mustang.