Watching this drunk wreck of a panda frolic in the snow at the Toronto Zoo made me kind of miss living in NYC during wintertimes. You know, it’s not wintertimes in NYC until you’ve come out of a bar stumbling drunk and slip and fall everywhere because you wore shoes with no goddamn traction. After falling a few times, you fall hard and sit on a mound of snow for a while before giving up completely and realizing that it’s best just to sit there until the ice and snow melts and it’s spring again and you can drunkenly stumble on the sidewalk without worrying about slipping and cracking your ass in two (and not in a sexy way). We’ve all been there and if you haven’t been there, you will.
And if this panda is doing an artistic interpretation of Rob Ford’s past year, bitch nailed it!