Prompts = Watermelon, Taxes, Cat
Should’a known. Should’a freakin’ known.
It’s Friday the 13th; shrug it off. Black cat crosses your path in the driveway; so what. Rearview mirror breaks; sudden torrential hailstorm; big accident on the highway, watermelons everywhere. You start to think, someone’s trying to tell me something.
Probably you should go back to bed, ya schmuck.
But no, I keep on. And you know what happens, regular as death and taxes?
Nothing.
Nothing at all. Smooth sailing. All day.
Did I enjoy it? Hell no! I kept expecting disaster to strike! Be prepared for it.
You know how it is. Don’t ya?
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