Oh hey there.

As the year comes to a close, I have several thoughts. I could tell them to you--I could meditate on the successes of stolen birthday presents; I could discuss the bonds formed at elevensies and at one-thirtieses (which is where I am now, avoiding participating in the pointlessly "deep" conversation about Hitler...or something); I could gloat about getting y'all addicted to 30 Rock, Lost, The Comeback, and, most recently, the ultimately superior Veronica Mars. But I think that my real thoughts about the year ending can be summed up with one phrase and an accompanying video, after the cut.


Biiiiiiiitch, PLEASE.




FUCK IT'S HOT,
Jake