The other day I got one of those fortunes in a cookie. You know the type.
"You will inherit land or money."
This upsets me. Tricky little fortune cookie, isn't it? It's not a fortune. It's a curse. The damned cookie tried to curse me. It's much like wishing me an interesting life. On one hand, if my life were of interest, lots of folks would flock to this little space to see what's transpired. The problem is that it comes at a price.
And so does an inheritance.
Damned cookie. I don't want it.
You crack me the HELL UP!
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