In my culture, if you find a dead bird in your house, it means your entire family and all their friends are doomed to go to hell. To undo this curse, you must follow these procedures:
1) Go through a full day walking like an Egyptian, and NOT telling anybody why you're doing it.
2) Go to work, sneak up behing your coworkers all day, poking them in the head with your index/middle fingers, saying "Tsztstztstz!" as if you're taking a screwdriver to their head. When they turn around, act like it never happened and talk about work.
3) Clap your heels together and say "There's no place like home! There's no place like home! There's no place like home!"
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The words "love" and "life" go together. It is almost as if they are one. You must love to live, and you must live to love, or you have never lived nor loved at all.
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Originally Posted by Zeraph
...the best way to keep a big secret would be to make it public with disinformation...
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