When I was a kid, I found this matchbook and it changed my life, inspiring me to pursue art, helping me end up where I am now.
Okay, that's a complete lie. I got this as an adult, and I know it's sexist and stupid, but it cracks me up. (And perhaps I'm secretly hoping scantily-clad women will someday start to lounge around on my desk, but it hasn't happened yet. Maybe it's because I don't have a pipe.)