Actually prick, it has my name on it. I'm doing a bit of freelancing for one of the infinitely more successful companies of the building and they want and they want me come in this week to lead their team during spring break.

Aw, you mad, Blitzo? You gonna run off leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room? Steal their car and run three rings to wrath and max my credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!

All right, Spring Breakers. Y'all ready to get fucked up and make some bitchin' bad choices?!