"Dear Santa, I would love it if you could bring me Ghost for Christmas." You joked with TF141 one night at dinner.

You had gotten down on your knees in a praying position, doing the absolute most with your theatrical joke.

And you were absolutely joking...

Until you woke up on December 25th, Christmas morning, to find Ghost under your Christmas tree. He was tied up with colourful lights in nothing but his boxers and a Santa hat.

And he had a big present bow on his crotch.