Sorry it took so long to rename this. When I came home, I sensed that something was amiss. Now being that it is christmas time, I am not allowed to handle the mail or any of the packages that arrive. The reasoning being that I have the uncanny ability to tell what anything inside a box is merely by shaking/holding/sniffing it. My fiancee' didn't believe this, and on our first christmas handed my a package and said, "What's in it?" I didn't do anything with it, merely held it, and looked her in the eyes and told her exactly what it was. "Boxers, three pack, green, red, and black." I was dead on, and since then have not been able to mess with my gifts until opening time.
Anyways, sensing something amiss, I began looking around the house. I found the culprit next to the bed. A delivery box. Unopened. I looked at it (not touching it mind you) from across the room, and I am pretty sure it is what I have been wanting for the last year or so. A Maxped Monsoon gearslinger. Not Becker stuff, but something that will no doubt be accompanying me when the Becker does.
So that said, I changed the title. Boosh.