I woke up this morning, got out of bed on the wrong side, brought my ladder into the house and set it up in front of the bathroom mirror, picked up my black cat, opened my umbrella, stood under the ladder, lit three candles with one match, spilled some salt, stared in the mirror and said Candyman three times then broke the mirror. So far, other than the meteor that just landed on my house I've had no bad luck at all.
Should I only pet her black stripes today?
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