Many winters ago, when the world was colder and full of sadness, a prophecy was fortold- that a time would come when the harsh winter would give birth to a great merriment, when a revelry so loud and full-hearted would shake the snow loose from the highest peaks and the rivers would run red with wine. At this time the people would cry out with one voice and challenge their gods to a drinking contest, and the gods would tremble at the sight of so many ready to party! THIS is the time, my friends! RIse up and join the epic festivities! Defy those who tell you that Christmas is over, that Martin Luther King Day is just around the corner. This is the party the prophecy fortold. Hear the call...and if you do not listen, then to HELL with you all.