Tomorrow is a fresh start. Tonight, I want to annihilate you. Celebrate the end of the year with a blow out goon fest. I want you edged into oblivion, inhaling your new truth, exhaling your old worries. This is your favourite kind of party: just you and me. I make a wonderful hostess and I'll make sure you enjoy yourself. In the morning this will feel like a dream, but my conditioning will remain and you'll wake up with a renewed sense of purpose to embrace life, pleasure and servitude. Play along every night until the new year for a full mental obliteration before your fresh start, or get pumping before midnight so that you begin the new year in the goon hole for me.