Frosty the SnowmaaaaaoootherFUCKER!

Thoughts as I watched this:

1. I love New York women.
2. I love yoga pants (admittedly, those two thoughts came from the same scene...).
3. Guys in New York are light on their feet.
4. Seeing complete strangers getting the piss scared out of them has to get old eventually, but I have absolutely no idea when that day will come. It doesn't even feel like it's anywhere near being within shouting distance.