Greetin’s. And don’t worry ’bout them rumors. Word has it the Mayans were off by a thousand years.
Good at head-polo, tho.
Happy Of The Year. New.
All New-Worlders prosper in this year. All their pony-dreams come true, their best selves emerge, and it’s like 1976 all over again, except better, without all the bad seventy-six stuff.