And Io, neither is his Mother a Virgin, for She believeth in a good time. Let them do this in honor of Me. This is the Sacred Weasel, beloved little monster, honored pest, dearest of Holy Terrors and Agent of Entropy Everywhere. May it always remind us that Eris and the Kid love Surprises. Share all, general hailing, toasts, silliness, woozle snoozling, tricks and demonstration of weasel arranging.
Songs are an excellent idea.
Open circle whenever you feel like it.