How Is That Known

Your favourite gang of absolute morons takes a glance over the shoulder at the decreasing silhouette of 2017. For about twenty minutes. Then we just go absolutely mad and descend into our usual pit of squalor and madness. You know the score, you've done this enough times and by now are complicit so you may as well join us. God bless you, my children, for you are about to sin WITH YOUR EARS.