Summer is on!

Hey all you lovers and likers, and hopes for ye haters, too.

Summer is upon us, and the Old Man is running about, rutting like a goat.

Look out@!

Frends; I shall treat you soon.

Family; soon, so soon, I shall lounge upon thy couches.

Lovers; and soon I shall find you.

I love you all (or soon will)

The irrepressible,

Tim