I just ordered the gift for Duskern, so let's see if you can guess what it is. It's not really that hard, but I had fun butchering Moore's classical poem anyway!
Twas a few weeks before Cryxmas, when all through the house
Not a model/unit was stirring, not even a mouse.
The mutilated corpses were strung up with care,
In hopes that the necromechanikal specter soon would be there.
When around the 4x4 table there arose such a chatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a huge base in a box, making everything clear.
Even though I've only met duskern once, I know he'll appreciate the model, and maybe I'll even buy myself an easy match-up to the Masters next year, since he's pretty much forced to bring it now! I'm so devious, I know!