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[winterbadger]

I got washed and dressed and started to walk to the garage.

I stopped partway there to kneel down and retie my shoelace.

My jeans (the one good pair that fits) ripped right across and down the crotch.

...

...

So, here I am, back at the house, having put on a new pair of trousers.

What *else* can the gods fuck with?

Comments

be careful what you ask...

[ladymandrake.livejournal.com]

"What *else* can the gods fuck with?"

the gods have a sense of humor, that's a dangerous question....

[janewilliams20.livejournal.com]

What *else* can the gods fuck with?
Don't ask. But traditionally bad things come in threes.

[pusscat.livejournal.com]

It's a sad and miraculous fact that no matter how bad things are, they can always get worse. (((hugs)))

[noting-nothing.livejournal.com]

What *else* can the gods fuck with?

Don't tempt fate!

Hope things look up for you soon.

[justjayj.livejournal.com]

What *else* can the gods fuck with?

DON'T DO THAT.

[schizokitty.livejournal.com]

Oh, holy crap with knobs on! I'm sorry the Fates are shitting on you right now, catty bitches. I think it's time for a beer, don't you?