Sellout! “Deep Throat” reveals his identity, and now here it is the end of the year, we have a new staff, I’m leaving, and perhaps you expect me to reveal mine too. Fuck you! I’m leaving in the same mysterious meteorological way I came. Just like Mary Poppins. I’d like to thank Johannes Gutenberg, without whom none of this would have been possible and I would have had to resort to actually sleeping. The end!
Thursday’s forecast: I’m not working here anymore, sorry. Check the Weather Channel or something.