Summer. Good times. That old summer sun, a glass of Kool-Aid. Ah, yes nothing like the summer. It’s great… Oh my God, I am so freakin’ bored!

Speaking of Kool-Aid, I was delighted the other day when I was sitting on the bed of my room and none other than that red Kool-Aid pitcher busted through my East wall and said, “Oh, yeah!” He then served all the kids around a glass of tasty, frothy Kool-Aid (the red flavor). It was weird, but delicious. What a nice guy that pitcher is.