Well. It finally is in my possession.
I'll get around to opening later this afternoon when I get home from work.
Hell. It may be better never to open it and just have it sit there in the corner. I'll know it is there. You'll know it is there. And I won't be tempted to take it out of the package.
Suffice to say, I should probably take it outside, douse it in gasoline, and light in on fire.
And for those of you who haven't guessed what it could be, here's a hint: It is an Autobot.
C'mon, after what you paid?
And it isn't like it's an earth chock, war plot, peppermint lasso. (Yeah, I expect absolutely no one to get that.)
"And lo, it shall be noted that upon the first day of the second month of the year two thousand and seven, Nala did at last glance upon His Beautiful Visage in its Eternal Black And Firey Glory. And It Was Very Good."