Got to love parents. To this day the oldest item from my childhood of the late 70s is a giant blow mold spider man head bank. I always liked it as a kid and people would visit and put change in it. One day I went to play with it and there was a giant hole cut in the back which looks like it was made with a steak knife and all the money was gone. I was too young to really give a shit but i often wonder where it went. I guess mom needed the $ for something. I always knew life wasn’t shit and most people suck