Let’s wind the clocks back a year. It’s Christmas 2012. Despite the fact that, all things considered, I hate Christmas, I figured, why not go for broke? Sure, I could just go over to my family’s house and wrap things up from their bedrooms, but why not blow some minds? So I bought presents. Nice presents. Expensive presents. For my younger brother, Dan, I purchased a PlayStation 3, along with several brand-new games, which was something I knew he desperately wanted.

Eventually, Christmas rolled around. Dan opened my present. It was awesome. Later, Dan gave me a present. I opened it. It was a box of chocolates. Okay, not really my thing, but hey, not a huge deal, Christmas is more about giving than receiving, right? I popped open the box….to find that, far from delicious chocolate treats, my brother had eaten them and filled the box full of gravel and cat shit. I am dead serious. Here is a picture.

Needless to say, I wasn’t terribly thrilled. There’s really only one way to respond to that kind of thing, and that was to go out and find a nasty, greasy taco truck, stuff myself full of fiery Mexican food, wait an appropriate length of time, unleash Armageddon on an unsuspecting toilet, and then take my brother and dunk his head into the toilet. Unfortunately, it was Christmas, and no taco trucks were open. My revenge would have to wait.

I spent 2013…plotting. My mind went to dark places. It came back towards the light. It went back to dark places. Eventually I settled on a plan, and armed with a bunch of mailing envelopes and two full rolls of duct tape, I went to work. The concept of multi-wrapping gifts has been around for awhile (otherwise known as Inception wrapping) but to kick it up a notch, each layer is fully wrapped in several layers of duct tape to make the actual process of opening the present a sweaty, 45-minute endeavor.

After unwrapping the paper, he was presented with this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.

Then this.