We’re about to enter the Zone of Several Holidays, a magical time near the anus of the year, and, as per tradition, we must ask the dapper Colonel Yearend for directions. In our 1932 Opel. Thank you, Colonel, and a satisfying Year Termination to you, too!
DISCUSSION
“Welcome to Concours D’Elegance. You see the kid in the yellow shirt on his phone by the 3rd traffic cone? He’ll point to to section B next to the vintage Scion/Saturns. Here’s your lanyard and don’t forget to control your woman’s eyes and spit on the plebs. Macaroons and complementary mustache combs are next to the Meguiare’s Wax and Polish booth”