Share, if you will, your most magnificent New Year’s Eve memory… the one where you went to New York and licked Dick Clark’s face and flashed America on national television… the one where you proposed and then got rejected… the one where you woke up January 4th, not having remembered any of the previous five days because of a freak ball dropping accident.
Me, I have absolutely zero interesting New Year’s Eve stories to share. Sorry.
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