I’ve come to a rather unconventional conclusion: every New Year’s tradition was concocted by a lunatic. Seriously, people do some truly bizarre shit when they celebrate. For example, here in America, we guzzle down drinks, swap spit, set off explosives in the sky, and create a racket with pots and pans. Perhaps worst of all, we watch a ball drop (which, let’s face it, sounds a lot like watching puberty). But wait, it gets weirder. [
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