This week, the Nass takes a break from our melancholy. Cliché-be-damned, we delight in what we can.

This week, the Nass wants to make you sooooo mad!

Look out! Look out!!!! This week, the Nass is spinning out and we’re heading straight for you.

This week, the Nass buys out the whole damn store, baby! And we’re all the better for it.

This week, the Nass shines a spotlight on everything you’ve hidden from. Oh horror, oh gloom!

This week, the Nass dives into the uncanny valley and drags some of you down with us.

This week, the Nass dips into the astral super-sauce and makes itself anew.

This week, the Nass forgot its sunscreen at home, but we’re fine to shrivel and burn.

This week, the Nass shoots a flare over the open ocean and drives against the winds’ pull.

The Nass is ready to strip off all of this irony. We’re getting down to business.

No, no. Don’t leave just yet. The Nass bears the weight of waiting, and our shoulders are going numb.