I know you're all shocked that we're not all dead yet. This whole Mayan apocalypse thing was a bigger bust than the drunk chick you take home and says she doesn't fuck. I guess there's only one thing left for us to do. Other than go back to our dull lives and search for meaning, I guess we drink to celebrate. I have no idea what we're celebrating, but it might as well be something. Just fat dudes chances of getting laid tonight have significantly decreased because they can't pull out the whole, "Bang me because we're gonna die anyway" line.
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