Greetings, all, to the SECOND post of the season that was entirely my responsibility, and the FIRST post of the season that I rememberED (thank you, ACP) to put up from a restaurant while a long-suffering friend plots my doom. (And also world domination. Is recurrent theme amongst my friends.)

Obviously, real image will be posted when I have real signal.

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Tonight, on the Season Finale of AoS:

1. Things catch on fire.

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2. Things get carbonized.

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3. Quippery happens.

4. Someone has to explain last week to Simmons.

5. I say “holy shit” every six minutes.

Join me, will you?