Crow has locked himself away in his library with a fresh case of Remy Martin and a brand new antique fruit cake. He told me he's working on a new post but needed to get his notes in order and I was being too much of a distraction. Me? Never.
While I grumbled about needing something to offer my friends since everybody was still a bit upset after his last escapade he threw this video out the door after me telling me to not get my knickers in a bunch and to keep my hair on. I wonder what he meant by that?