Back in the late 1980s my mother in law was collecting some silly plastic figurines from Hardees. She was working at the shirt factory and would stop in after work every day to see if the next one was available yet. And she managed to get all of them, except the first one in the set. She was pretty broke up about not being able to get this thing. So, as I was out working, I'd check different Hardees asking if they had this first one. Finally I found a manager who was willing to cut open the display in the lobby and give me the damn thing.
My wife and I gave her that for Christmas in 1988. You'd have thought we gave her a hunk of solid gold.
She died of cancer in 1990.
I couldn't take it outta the plastic. I just couldn't do it.