My favorite haters are having another party tonight. Come on out and shake your shit in celebration of a holiday always overrated for its typical meaning but underrated for another. I'm not getting or giving any fucking chocolates this year. Maybe you too. I sure as hell didn't last year, maybe you too. But I know ( and knew, quite literally given the dramatic increase in revenues collected when I was bartending professionally) that, with Valentine's day, spring is fucking coming. It is. Until then, come out, shake that shit, lose some weight and gain it back by drinking too much. It's all good.
Soon (sorry it's the wrong mix - am at the mercy of Youtube)!