This is apparently a thing. A thing that can be bought on the Internet.

Another complete orbit of the Sun has occurred since my birth today, making me 23. I got some Game of Thrones and Sherlock blu-rays, and some neat little Star Wars Lego sets, but the above is perhaps the most perplexing 'gift' I have ever received.

This is, as you can see, a sheet of wrapping paper emblazoned with the visage of our internet Lord and Father, Benedict Cumberbatch - wrapping paper which I might add is personalised with my own name. Nothing was wrapped in it when I came downstairs this morning. It was just there, on the table, next to some gifts - gifts that were wrapped in paper that did not feature Benedict Cumberbatch at all! - staring at me. The many eyes of Yog-Batchoth, burning into my very soul.

As a now-23 year old man, I am entirely unsure of whether to be bemused, delighted, horrified, or aroused. Or all four!

As mentioned in the header, it is most definitely a thing that can be bought on the Internet, because of course it is. Do with this information as you please.

This is apparently a thing. A thing that can be bought on the Internet.