I don't know. Doing stuff, probably.

Not stuff near Artic though.

Artic isn't even allow near us. It's horrible, like a swarm of flies, only actually just one and it's Artic, not a fly.

Actually, that's not true. Artic is sort of like having a parliament of walrus settling in your ear canals, but also having a buttload of super cray cray parties all the time, with all the important shit, glitter, party poppers, balloons, danish pastry, stripper ladies, stripper men, paint strippers, a small battery chicken farm, twelve barrels of salt, two vietnamese fishermen, the Swedish navy and also that kid that you were always slightly repulsed by in school, but didn't want to be super mean to because he didn't have any friends, but he drooled a little and had no social skills, so you'd not make eye contact with him or invite him to sit with you as you ate your tiny pile of educationally authorised cream cakes during your indiscriminate midday noshing period.

He can wear hats, though. That's something, at least.

RIP ARTIC

UNRIP ARTIC

If anything, his startling lack of positive attributes could be considered a positive attribute.

It's amazing how you can still hear his voice in the wind sometimes, screaming, crying out?