The Official Ball Droppers
YOU HAVE HER IN A GIANT BALL. DANGLING ABOVE TIME SQUARE. COULDN’T A ROPE BREAK OR SOMETHING? THERE ARE “(UN?)FORTUNATE ACCIDENTS” SOMETIMES RIGHT? PLEEEEEEASE? Go away, nobody likes you.
Comments? Suggestions? Ways that you know to make nobody like you? Any inanimate objects smarmy enough to warrant being struck in your craw?
E-mail me at seriously.nobody.likes.you@gmail.com
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