So, I'm minding my own business at work, and what do I receive? A tube of greatness. And where does it come from? Why, a continent of death awaits you around every corner, where drop bears plot in secrecy, where only the strongest and most brave can survive.

My gifter has braved these troubled lands to bring me a gift. I wish thee well in all your future endeavors, for you will need it in a land where spiders catch birds and jellyfish as small as your palm can kill you in a moment.

I know not what I did to deserve this treasure, but fear not friend, if we ever meet I will be sure to never buy you a Fosters, but instead a real beer and a steak.