At first it might sound like Biff is adapting to playing a female part a bit too well – even suddenly having special days during which he feels he has to remove himself from normal society for normal society’s sake. But then it turns out it’s not a monthly occurrence, but an annual one…and one not specific to one specific gender, but to one specific person. And, obviously, without regards to that person’s level of intelligence and age. It happens to all iterations of Biff, every year.
To mark the occasion, Biff decides to hide in a storage locker for safety…just, unfortunately and inevitably, he picks a fireworks storage locker. Actually more like a fireworks storage shed, which was, somehow, connecting directly to the cricket club room. Only for one day in the year, of course.
Which is, yeah…kinda lame and token? But, hey…it’s been a very challenging year for pretty much everyone. And me perhaps in particular? I applaud myself for still being able to come up with anything like this after such a year…expecting anything particularly good would be stretching it.
So, yeah…I’m wishing everyone a Happy New Year. We’ve all deserved it.
More on Thursday.