There's no avoiding it, time crawls right along with you and myself tied up hostage for the ride. With you live 2024 like a mouse or a scortch earth retard? Asking for a friend . . .
It will be for me, I'm gonna go to a gay bar and start 2024 off with a "bang". After that I'll regret my choice and hide away in bed for the rest of 2024.
Well I’ll probably catch up with a few female friends where we all make catty comments about people we work with who we don’t like while drinking Cosmos or Mojitos and maybe busting out the karaoke machine so yeah, pretty damn queer.