The War on New Year’s Eve and Day!
I’ve had enough! I’m declaring war on New Year’s Eve and Day! Look what those days have become: alcohol extraganzas with big dollops of silly, sexual, and downright ignorant behavior thrown in. Look at what they do in the Big Apple. They crowd around that THING and watch it creep slowly up (or down or WHATEVER) until it hits the top (or bottom or WHATEVER). Then everyone erupts into drunken singin’, hollerin’, feelin’ up, etc. Everyone letting loose their inhibitions and seriousness be damned!
We need to go back to the real meaning of New Year’s Eve and Day:
Making resolutions that you absolutely won’t follow yet you do it anyways to make yourself feel somewhat good yet your still lying to yourself.
That’s the ticket! Instead of celebrating the New Year, you should all be drinking alone dreading what the new year will bring you. Bunch of wankers! It’s all about being depressed and keeping the pharmaceutical companies in the black! HARDY-HAHAHAHAHA!!!
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Ah heck with trying to be a dark and stuff. I can’t even laugh sinister enough. How do those War on Christmas types do it? There better than me. I’m too happy and drunk with too much “whatever dude” to be all War on Christmas-like and stuff.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! almost…
