What, you mean you DON’T make declaratory exposition statements whenever you perform any action?  Huh.  Must just be an artist thing.

But seriously, the wind in Winston-Salem was BRUTAL all weekend.  I know, I know, welcome to Spring in North Carolina, but still.  I was walking back to the car Friday evening, and I legitimately was spitting sand out of my mouth from all the dirt and grit from around town getting blown in my face.  There was a point on Saturday where I unironically thought I was about to get my wig blown off, and that just sounds like a creepy euphemism.

Oh, and yes.  I realize this whole comic is uncomfortably similar to that one “nope” meme.  It’s not like I haven’t ripped it off before.