I acquired some Dan Brown paperbacks on the recommendation of a friend (yeah, I know, with friends like these...) At my senior banquet, during bequests, I was quite drunk and giving away all my crap to underclasswomen. I said to one of them (complete with slurred drunk voice), "I'm giving you these books. They're absolutely awful. You'll love them."

Fortunately I graduated soon after. I don't think she's ever forgiven me.