Please keep the weeping and wailing at a minimum. Do not soak your keyboard with tears that we have come to the end of this wild ride. I know you have reached new heights, been titillated beyond belief, observed more macho machismo than you ever believed existed, and maybe in some cases been so moved as to moisten you undies.
This is it; the last hurrah, the final fury, the sad swan song. I present Mr. December for your final viewing pleasure. Feel free to print the photo for future fondling; there are no more to follow. Enjoy him in his leopard-skinned lusciousness!