I was away the last 3 days. I went to ski country with my stepdaughters. Their hot little school friends have a condo up on the ski hill and I guess we were invited out of pity, or whatever it’s called when middle class people who own a car and a condo and a house in the suburbs invite a useless unemployed mexican to their ski lodge. Point of this story is to say that I hit up the only bar at the bottom of the mountain when everyone was in bed and I realized how pathetic I am. The bar was filled with people who couldn’t dance. That got me to thinking, I should record these ppl dancing, so I order a couple of shots of JD, run back to the condo I’m staying at, steal their camera and this is what I got. I also landed some nasty fucking cold/flu and I am lying in bed sweating as I write this, and it’s not because my fat wife doubles as a fucking furnace.
Ignore the horrible quality and bad editing. I am Jesus Martinez, bitches, low quality is what I do.