I can't stand those stupid Lexus ads on TV and radio where they talk about their annual December to Remember Sales Event.  The idea is that instead of buying the same old golf products or nice sweaters, a thoughtful wife would buy her husband a brand new car.  And not just a run-of-the-mill beater car.  A Lexus, a $35,000 (and up) luxury automobile.  Maybe it's because I drive a Toyota Camry, the cheaper little sister of (or maybe the older, cheaper mom of) Lexus.  Or maybe it's because I'm a rational, thinking, breathing human being, and I wouldn't blow a ton of cash on anything, let alone an expensive automobile, without my wife's input. 

And I like how the guy in the commercial is pleasantly surprised.  "Ooh you got me a gray one! [Sips champagne out of alligator-skin Prada bag while lighting a Cuban with hundred dollar bills]"  If my wife bought me a car without telling me, I might be a little peeved (Wendy, if you're reading this, take note).  If you happen to have $30,000 lying around, just give me the cash.  I could get a couple Hondas or Toyotas for that price.