Your lucky numbers for this week are…not on this piece of paper.
Look, I don’t know how to tell you this. Because I have no idea how to pronounce coccidioidomycosis.
As P. P. Arnold sang, the first cut is the deepest. She was wrong.
Yeah, I wouldn’t if I were you.
You’ll meet a tall, dark stranger. Sorry, typo. You’ll meet a tall, dark strangler.
You. You know what you did.
Listen, about that money you owe me? Don’t worry about it. I’ll pick it up…later.
Defenestration is a good word. It’s also the correct word for you on Thursday.
You find out what Libra did. Shocking, isn’t it…
Remember, pain is just weakness leaving the body. And lots of unspeakable things entering it.
∗ OK, week-ish. If you’re lucky.