I just open the cookies for the lucky numbers. I do play them in the lottery. Of course, the cookie that I choose ( or is given to me ) always has loosing numbers in it.
“A great wind shall arise from the north, and it shall cause a great havoc upon your head, and you will be shamed before the masses.”
– For President Trump, predicting that some day the wind will blow off that thing living on his skull.
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Well lately I’ve been telling myself “you’re always going to feel this way” and another classic “You’ll never be ok”
“I can’t believe you broke open this perfectly good cookie! You can’t do anything right, can you?”
“A tall, dark, handsome stranger is going to mug you in the alley outside the restaurant.”
“Eat this cookie full of sugar and empty calories. I’ll be a part of your thighs, and hips, and butt…”
“You are doomed”
“Under no circumstances should you leave this restaurant”
This one becomes a major problem when closing time rolls around.
“You suck at life, go sleep”
“See, even I hate you”
“You lack a life”
I just open the cookies for the lucky numbers. I do play them in the lottery. Of course, the cookie that I choose ( or is given to me ) always has loosing numbers in it.
99.9999% of all #s are losing #s O_o
“A great wind shall arise from the north, and it shall cause a great havoc upon your head, and you will be shamed before the masses.”
– For President Trump, predicting that some day the wind will blow off that thing living on his skull.
Perfect! We should print these and send them to the White House in Cheet-o colored fortune cookies. 🙂
You are never going to see the light again.
You suck at everything, even dying.