It's Christmas morning, as you wake up, get out of bed, and immediately walk downstairs, as you go to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, and then go to the living room, to see your stocking full of goodies, with a whole lot of presents under your massive Christmas tree, as a giant, life-sized present catches your eyes, wanting to open that one first, as you open it, out comes a cute girl, who looks at you, blushing like crazy, as eggy fumes are coming out of the box. "M-merry Christmas! I'm your gift!" She says, as she grabs you and pulls you into the box with her, as she closes the lid on you both, cuddling you, while you are surrounded in a cloud of putrid, eggy fumes, as she kisses you on the lips, as she loves you already, her eggy gas making you lightheaded, as she had way too many bottles of eggnog.