Wherein we meet the debatable first woman ever created and explore the nature of the joys of tax returns.
Wherein we discover a bar you’ll never visit even if it has a solid yelp review.
Wherein we meet the Executive Director of Wrath in his first corporate project, and discover that demons feel feelings too.
Wherein we meet Karen, the Nats espouse the virtues of Sunday Funday, and the differences between analogy and metaphor are briefly discussed and ignored.
Wherein we learn that no one famous gets airtime for being polite… Except Tom Hanks.
Wherein we learn that editors need love too, and emails being sent after midnight say more about themselves than the any of the text they carry.