Calm before the storm

April has been an excessively dry month, but stop by on Friday because I have something special for you.

And I don’t mean “special” like that crossed eyed kid who sat next to you in primary school, the one who used to eat crayons and shit his pants.


And then draw finger paintings of reindeers with the shit.



Then eat the paintings.



Nah – I mean “special” as in “good”.