When I was a little kid my parents put a break your own geode rock in my stocking I guess assuming their 7-year-old child would somehow be able to tell it wasn’t just a regular rock? Obviously I didn’t pick up on the geological clues and because there was an unexplained ROCK in my stocking I started crying out of assumption that it was coal. My dad’s on the fly solution to salvage this without blowing their cover was to be like “Why would Santa put that in there?! You’ve been such a good kid and that’s not fair! We should smash that coal with a hammer to show Santa what we think of him!” and I was immediately so on board with taking the low road that of course I smashed the rock with vicious glee, only to finally realize Santa had actually given me some sort of kickass secret gemstone rock.
So I guess the moral of the story is don’t give your kid an unbroken geode as a Christmas present unless you know they have a vindictive streak?
Alternative conclusion: Question The Man™, rebel against The System™, reap bounty

















