Yah, terrible pun.
Those thistle's, nettles, thorns, and other pokey plants seem to be taking their vengeance on us for killing those tree hugging druids and attacking us mercilessly. I'm thinking some day in June, either a Saturday or Sunday. People wanna speak up for good days? If not, I'll pick on at random, and those of us who do show up to shop thistles get to throw them at folks who don't show up...