I slithered in to the office yesterday and found myself waylaid by machinating minions.
"Aha!" they cackled, "just who we wanted to see!"
When the minions want to see you, it's a bad sign. VERY bad.
I slithered over.
"We just need a quick photo," said Minion One.
"It's for a contest on Harley May's blog," said Minion Two.
"You'll only be on fire for a second!" said Minion Three
"And look, I brought a bucket of water, just in case," said Minion Four.
Harley May, I lay the blame for my now-missing eyebrows and four soggy minions entirely on you.