Day 2: Surely They’ll Hire Me at the Fortune Cookie Factory

I’m testing out my new career as a fortune cookie writer. My goal, with a twist, is to send people home with a pit in their stomach that’s not a result of the Mongolian Beef.

You aren’t as pretty as you think.

Your money isn’t buying you that love.

She’s just not that into you.

She’s only interested in your money.

How about getting around to writing that will?

You’re going bald.

You’re not going crazy. They ARE talking about you behind your back.

Size matters.

 

In honor of NaBloPoMo.

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