Here we are introduced to Andrew, who appears to be some sort of unemployed everyman. Despite being unemployed, he still gets up at 6:00 every morning, so that's industrious--no lazy gadflies here. He owns a Basset Hound. He has a giant fucking mouth. And he's about to meet something called a Brengir. I could Google that and see if it's based on anything real, but I don't want to potentially ruin the surprise.
Last year's story ended with a glowing dude, a hippo and a rabbit. I predict this year's story will end with a giant armadillo and a pair of leather pants, but that's just an educated guess.