And in the Annals of Juvenile Jokes, we reach The Fortune Cookie Game, wherein you add “…in bed” to the end of any fortune you get.
I just got this one, with my leftover chinese food: “Everything will now come your way.”
After I stopped giggling like a fifth-grader at the double-entendre, all I could think was: It’s about damn time.
Last week I was told that my talents would be suitably rewarded.
I should damn well hope so.