When it's January, it's a merry.

Merry January.

it comes again these day.

shame on that mayans.

heck yeah January comes again.

two thousand thirteen.

another number is coming.

when the number will stop being counted?

we never gonna know.

why we search the day the number will stop?

why don't we fill the number with capital J.

joy, January.

fill it with capital P.

pray, play, put together all good things.

plus January is my wife birthday month.

heck yeah mayans.

she still can celebrate her birthday with her husband after you guys are apocalypse-ed.

don't know why, don't know when.

the number will stop.

but for now.

me and her shalt cherish thy moment together.

come on.

nobody lives forever.