With the swipe of my brow I think to myself, “It’s hot as Hell outside.” Like “Why did you wear jeans on a sunny day? You twat!” hot. Yeah – that kind of heat. But I’m relaxed – in fact, some may argue that I’m cool. Real cool. Beach Boys cool.

Why? Because I had the pleasure of coolin’ off by reviewing the chilly treats offered here at the flea. Sit back, relax, crank up the A/C and enjoy.