My Grandma loves cheesy gifts. I once got, as a birthday present, a pirate head that spit water when you walked past it. If it makes noise and is made of plastic, my Grandma is on it. Apparently this has passed on to my Mom, b/c yesterday she got me a chicken that you fill with gumballs, wind it up, and watch it hobble around and lay the gumballs as eggs. Somewhere in a third world country the locals have a shrine or statue of my Grandma (and maybe soon, my mother) that they bow to as the great benefactor.