Picture this: it's New Years (or Russian New Years...whatever the fuck that is? Is this like Rosh Hashanah or something, or do you people just take the word New Year's and slap the word "Russian" in front of it--I DON'T KNOW CAUSE NO ONE EVER MENTIONED IT). Anyway, picture yourself at an exclusive party, sitting around the table with all of your frenemies, and someone raises their glass to make a toast and says the following: you know what everyone, CHEERS TO ME! CHEERS TO MYSELF!
Cause that's pretty much how shit goes down in Brighton Beach.