He popped the cork on the champagne and shouted

He popped the cork on the champagne and shouted "Happy New Year!" With fizzy wine spewing out of the bottle he looked around for a kiss. That's when he realized that it was 12pm.

He resolved to continue celebrating until 12am. Hey, it was a resolution wasn't it? Twelve hours later he ended up at The Spot & was all out of fizz. Harv looked for someone to kis

s and there she was. Resplendent in shimmering gold. Curved in all the right places; a smile that made you feel special. Harv's champagne wobbles faded and he approached Mrs. Right

and her smile widened. "Hi Doll," she said in a deep voice and batted her eyelashes. Harv's bubbles burst just a bit. Was she a she? Well, he supposed he'd find out. 11:45 p.m. and

Harvey Dent leaned in to kiss who he thought was Maggie Gyllenhaal, but it was Jake in disguise. "Surprise, handsome!" Even on New Year's, Jake exploited his sis's fame for kisses

and for an exclusive membership to the Bunion and Plantar Wart Society. Harvey asked Jake if he could attend a meeting as Jake's guest but Jake took one look at his feet and said

"Those feet are as smooth and silky as Venus de Milo's backside," said Jake, "I'm going to the Wart Society meeting alone." Harvey really needed to steal Jake's soul. He couldn't

He shouldn't. He wouldn't. Not this time bucko. Jake lifted Harvey up for a suplex and planted him right into the hood of a VW bug.

to become more stringent about proper vehicular safety laws, particularly the requirement of a seat belt, in future. He didn't have much of a future, as Jake crashed into a pier.