Very easy to get your groove on when you’re among beasty kin. And when the whole set explodes with smoke and lights and confetti and champaign and steamers and silly string and lots of skin and everyone being maximum fool, when you make a really impressive fucking mess while making really memorable photos, well, all you can say is, Sorry for Party Rockin’.

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