07.03.2010
Milking It
It’s a quintessential summer Saturday in the city, and the day before July 4th — a veritable zero hour for misguided antics and general heat-induced craziness. What are you going to do tonight? Hit a club, maybe a dance club?
I can’t believe I just posted a video of a dancing baby. I probably just lost almost all of the cool points I’ve struggled to amass over the years, but god damn it, that baby can break it down.
Eating, loving, singing and digesting are, in actuality, the four acts of the mirthful opera known as freshness, and they pass like bubbles of a grit of champagne. Whoever lets them break without having enjoyed them is a entire fool.
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