... Boy oh boy.

Hell must have frozen over, or something, when I was making these comics.

But, I'd rather not spoil the comic for people who read the rambling before they read the comic, so I'll stay mum on the ubject for a few panels.

Go on!

Go read the comic!

Seriously! I'm not going to explain the joke!

NO

I WILL NOT TURN INTO A PINK PEPPERCORN.

I mean, uh.

*ahem*

Seriously, go read the comic first, you silly readers!

Oh? You say you read the comic already? Yeaaah, sure, you were probably sneaking in glances the entire time1

But--what the hey. I think we're far enough down the comic that I can explain this.

I'm just gonna say one thing. This comic? This comic right here? I'm not exaggerating.

Early the morning of Christmas Eve--and I'm talking like 4:00 AM--it started raining. A lot.

Later, towards pre-dawn, that rain turned to sleet.

By the time the sun rose, it was snowing.

An hour later, it was a full on blizzard.

I'd like to point out that I live in Texas. And yet, most of this state (as well as Oklahoma) got at least a foot of snow. Gut Funk and I were buried in the white stuff! We were both wigged out by the timing. We really had a white Christmas for once!

There's enough snow that I want to go make a snowman once it becomes packing snow. I haven't played around in snow for at least a decade, and that was only once--I haven't seen proper snow since I was a toddler!