Season's Greetings!

This is Eric. Always nice to see Eric. Where's the holiday spirit? Smile! Hazy days! (makes no sense, I know, but he's stoned the fuck out, right?)

Looked at my backyard, and saw the snow had made a mockery of my summer days.
This really doesn't do it justice, I mean, YOU CAN'T EVEN FUCKING SEE THE CANDY CANES. IT HAS CANDY CANES.
Haitian Rhum. For measure.

Then me and the homies hit up Johnny Rockets, on 56th Street (Old High School joint!), three days later on Sunday.

New Year's Eve is friday. HOT DANM.

BYE!
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