Us against the world, lads.

Some of the people I work for/with need a fucking glassing. Come to think of it, so does 2010, as a whole.

Here is some joy, though, just because it's Friday. FMC will especially enjoy the lovely big ginger and his mad dancing skillz.

I'm going local for a few dozen drinks, some seaweed and cucumber salad and some crab rangoons when I get out of here. If my head doesn't explode first. What bar will YOU be in at 5:05?