An imagined conversation between the New Year (2006) and the Old Year (2005).
New Year to Old Year: You're old.
Old Year: You're ugly.
New Year: Not as ugly as your mom!
Old Year: We have the same mom.
New Year: I know you are, but what am I?
Old Year: You suck.
New Year: Whatever. I'm gonna go hang out with Hilary Duff.
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