My family has this tradition that started on GE Day in 1980. That year, my family moved back to Mason after living in suburban Detroit for 7 years. We all piled in to my uncle's station wagon and took the short trip up Western Row (then a rural, hilly road from which you could see the Eiffel Tower for miles). When we finally parked, we got out and made our way toward the front gate. In my geeky, über-fanboy exuberance, I squealed loudly: "Look at the size of that Kings Island Tower!"
...to which my cooler, older brother, in perfect unison with my equally cool older cousins immediately replied: "Eric, will you shut up!?!"
So now, everytime we cross the parking lot, every year since, it has been a tradition (and my wife, nieces and nephew play along gladly) to count to three and say "Look at the size of that Kings Island Tower!" when we get close to the gate. Dumb? Yes, but some rituals are just too hard to let go.