Well, the yearly excuse has come and gone again. That chance to throw off the covers on New Year's Day like Superman whipping off his tie, standing proud in the pure light of a virgin morning. "No more!," you said to yourself while not masturbating. "This year, we make a brand new start!" Then you donated your porn CD's to the homeless on the way to work, punched out the boss and threw his secretary over your shoulder as you strode confidently toward your new life as a graffiti artist/session bongo player.
Merry New Year, good buddies. Shake off those hangovers and meet us Jan. 15 down at Will's Pub, 9ish pm as usual. We're resolving to start when you get there this year!