To tell my own Chia Pet story (it's boring and pointless, but it's on-topic!):
Some Christmasses ago, when I was in elementary school, my dad and I went out shopping to buy my mom her Christmas gifts. My mother is an extremely hard person to shop for: very practical, without a lot of desire for material things, and who normally wants the same things every year. Well, as usual, my dad decided that we weren't going to settle for filling out her usual "flavored coffee and two new pairs of sweat#####" list; we were going to get her a surprise. And what would that be? We decided (I think jointly, because this seems better in retrospect if a ten-year-old was involved in the decision-making process): a Chia Pet! We could put it in the living room! It'd be great! So we went to the store and picked one out; based on the box, we expected it to be a kitty.
Cut to Christmas morning, when my mother is a bit nonplussed to receive a Chia Pet. She opens the package and finds... not the chia kitty we expected, but a
chia bull, which is just about the ugliest thing on God's creation. To say that she was confused, and we were disappointed, would be a great understatement.
(My mother actually grew the damn thing, God bless her... it didn't provide companionship, but that was probably for the best.)