Okay, revelers. You’ve had your fun. It needs to stop now. I’ve been looking forward to this night for two decades — until I found out you’re still not finished with tormenting me. Why, people? Why??
By all accounts, it should have stopped last year, yet you still found a way to make it linger. I thought surely this would be the year, especially with no more doubles or repeats intrinsic in the structure. It’s the natural way of things — the pattern no longer fits, so the trend should have died. But no. You just weren’t willing to let it go, were you?
To think, I was actually looking forward to tonight. Now I guess I’ll just turn in early, instead. I suppose I’ll have to do so every year from now on, since you apparently don’t care if the numbers fit the joke.
It might have been cute the first time — although I doubt it — but can we agree there’s no longer anything novel about this novelty?
Sigh. Some bad jokes just refuse to die….