It all started with a poem.

Santa's watching closely, friend, For Santa's making progress. A letter, then a gift, he'll send To your defined address.

This is a lengthy process, though, Don't get your hopes up yet. For all you know, my gift might suck... (Or maybe it's a jet).

Then another poem

Hello again, my Christmas friend, I hope you're doing well, I'm sure you're anxious for your gift, For now, you'll have to dwell.

You will receive two more updates, Although, I must regret, To tell you that I'm not Bill Gates, But you WILL get a jet.

If you like hints, then be prepared For stanzas four through six, I hope you're brave (you should be scared), For here's your Christmas fix:

Something valuable and stolen, Something cubed and fun, Something shiny like it's golden, Something worth a million.

Something small and magical, Something that tastes fantastic, Something you will want to eat, But DON'T! (It's made of plastic).

Something white and granulated, Something of Bill Gates', Something carefully hand-painted, And not just one. TWO jets.

I may have been over-dramatic, But everything here's true, In the meantime, Merry Christmas, And that's to Reddit, too!

By this point I didn't even care what I received through this exchange. My santa had already gone above and beyond to make the holidays just great. Then I received the package and words can't even describe the amount of work and attention that went into this gift. Seriously go give rgriffin1991 all the love in the world. My year has had its share of ups and downs and a lot of the downs have been very deep but this gift and memory will go down as one of the best this year. Thanks so much Robert!