i don't care what china says

you people may be convinced that it's the year of DingHai, or Pig for our English only fans, but here the year of Rooster continues. Last night was one of intoxicating liquid, suspect clouds of smoke, dogs, and dancing-and dancing with dogs, which leads to this day of bloody marys and retreating to the hills of Malibu. so sit back, relax, keep it easy and let the fresh prince take it home.

love,
thwill.