Saturday, September 16, 2006

Please poke this chopstick through my eye



Kt and I went out for some yum yum and chow fun tonight. Her fortune cookie was intact, but the tiny slip of paper inside was 95% torn. We wondered bemused about the symbolism of a practically shredded forturne while I dismantled my cookie. After I read this:

I smiled, knowing that she would agree my fortune sucked more than hers- For the next round of Chinese fortune-cookie demotivators, will a small weapon be included right inside the dessert for self mutilation purposes?!?

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