Spring walks up to the house of 2019 and knocks on the door. A peephole opens and a very inebriated Winter answers, “What’s the password?” “What?” replies Spring, slightly taken aback “Nope” bemusement creeping into Winter’s voice. “What’s going on here, it’s my turn. We’re in Apr” “Not even close!” interrupts Winter, slapping the hole … Continue reading The House of 2019: Winter vs. Spring