I had not given my Secret Santa a lot to go on, but they nailed it.

I woke up on a hungover Sunday morning at my parents house after a night of drinking with my brother.

Lo and behold there was a large Amazon box outside with my Reddit name on it.

Dad says "its_not_a_pickle you have a box here." My heart raced because I didn't know how my dad could have known my Reddit Username; but I'm an idiot and soon realized it was on the box.

Eagerly, I open the box and discover it.

The best thing you could give to an older brother crashing at his parents house and waiting for his equally hungover brother to wake up: An automatic Nerf-like Halo Assault Rifle.

I am halfway up the stairs when my Mom tells me not to shoot it at my brother.

Laughing, I tell her that it was part of the gift.

So, I load up the darts, and prime the gun... I kick open the door, aiming at my sleeping brother. Ready to unleash a flurry of foam darts and loud noises... my conscious kicks in and I decide not to.

I wait, and I tell my mom that she should be happy I didn't shoot him.

A few hours later I am in the guest room, when I hear the toilet flush.

I prime the gun, and as soon as my brother exits the bathroom; hellfire screams from the gun and rapidly fires 8 quick darts into his hungover head.

Sorry Mom, I couldn't help it.