We all know it's St Patrick's Day. Practically the entire planet turns significantly greener on March 17th. Everyone is at least 1/8th Irish. Shenanigans are afoot, life is good and tastes like Guinness, Uisce Beatha, and strange little magical creatures.
Only here, there are no leprechauns. Just gremlins. And quite frankly I felt is necessary to have taken measures to downsize the demonic anarchy opportunities for a few days so as a result we went with the alternate: Tea for Two day.
Of course there's three of them.
They can't count.
They're gremlins.
That said, I've granted permission for a tea party to take place because against all evidence to the contrary, I remain hopeful.
Tea parties are nice. Gentle. Calm and wholeso--
*Looks at the scene I just arrived in the middle of*
*Brain buffers a bit*
I'm not even dealing with this.
*Goes to make a brew.*