Happy New Year!

THE ROOF THE ROOF THE ROOF IS ON FIRE!

and we don't need no water let the motherfucker burn



oh my...



Well, I survived, more or less. Party hopping, bar hopping, second street, Backstreet Boys singalongs, and getting lost in a South Philly ghetto at 4:30 in the morning with Snoopy and Beavis and Butthead