Supposedly, it’s March hares that are madder than a hatter. But, ’round here, May is the month of mirthful, mind-splattering madness, courtesy of 100,000,000,000 kittens.*
Do you hear that sound? No, it’s not the Horn of Gondor. No, it’s not your mother calling you to dinner. No, it’s not Santa. It’s KITTENS.