Immortal "last nights"

A toast to the consumption of courage.

The courage to speak freely, curse loudly and dance poorly. A toast to the potentiality of self-deprecation!

To the undying obsession in the ever-fleeting now, with the hundreds of immortal last nights.

A toast to shame, may we always feel it the morning after and never in the moment.

A toast to “tradition”; may it always be the scapegoat for our utter lack of accountability.

A toast to our inability to cope soberly with our poor social skills!

And finally, a toast to toasts, may we always make it a point to only remember the beginnings so that we remain hopeful for better endings.