Each year, The A.V. Club is inundated with mountains of promotional items. Some things—CDs, movie screeners, books—are sent so that they might be reviewed. Other items, like stuffed ostriches branded with the Arrested Development logo and bottles of champagne packaged with a tiny model of Liberace’s piano, are just sent to butter (and liquor) us up. Every December, The A.V. Club takes stock of this heap, from the junk to the stuff we’ve spent months fighting over. This year, in the spirit of capitalism, we even tried to put a monetary value on these gifts, because what’s a holiday season without mental calculations of what Mom, Dad, and your favorite publicist spent on the presents under the tree? Each item’s “worthlessness factor” is also determined, on a scale from 1 (actually pretty nice) to 5 (total garbage).