I went to a Chinese restaurant last night, and the message inside my fortune cookie is as follows–“What makes an apple fall from the tree?”
That’s it. Everyone else at the table had stereotypical fortunes (“A handful of patience is worth more than a bushel of brains,” “Now is the time to try something new,” and the like), but no one could figure out what mine meant. Can you? sigh I’m just the princess of weird-ass fortunes. I’ve also recieved ones that said “You look very pretty,” “Someone can read your mind,” instructions on how to say banana in Chinese (Xiang-jiao), and on my fourtenth birthday, I got three empty cookies! The waiter kept bringing out then out until I got one with a message. I’ve don’t think I’ve ever gotten a normal fortune. . .
“I need the biggest seed bell you have. . . no, that’s too big.”–Hans Moleman
I’d like to start by saying I am not lying here. I once recieved a fortune that read “You are the greatest person in the world.” No lie. I showed it to about 300 of my closest friends, so I have witnesses. I kept it proudly displayed in the ID window of my wallet. My wallet was stolen. ARGH.
Re: OP. Maybe something about the inevitable happening? An apple NEEDS to fall for a new tree to grow? You got me.
A little persistance goes a long way. Announcing:
“I go on guilt trips a couple of time a year. Mom books them for me.” A custom made Wally .sig!
The last fortune I got read (and it actually had smilies on it, too):
My response was, “About freaking time! I’m sick and tired of my kindness being taken for granted!” My co-workers thought that was pretty funny. I taped it to my computer keyboard.
The night before our wedding, my husband and I had our rehearsal dinner at our favorite Chinese restaurant in town. I still carry the fortunes we got in my wallet:
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
I happen to collect fortune cookies. My 3 favorites are (in this order):
Completely blank
“Everything is not yet lost”
and 3. “Keep your plans secret for now.”
Like I said, I collect fortune cookies. I keep them in my wallet, and leave one along with the tip everytime I go to a Mexican restaurant. Keep the karma flowing. No other restaurants though. A fortune at Ihop? No, that just doesn’t work.
A forgot-- another good fortune I got just a couple months ago was “Conversation enriches the understanding but solitude is the soul of genius.”
The thing that struck me about this fortune was that someone had written that exact phrase in my senior year book about 10 years ago. At the time, I was highly flattered because I had spent most of high school in complete solitude. So it was gratifying that someone had a.) acknowledged my unrecognized genius (every teenager’s dream) and b.) signed my year book. But now I’m thinking, sheesh, all I rated was a fortune cookie fortune? Oh well, better than nothing
BTW, TheNerd, don’t your cookies get crunched in your wallet? Wouldn’t a lunchbox be a safer mode of cookie transportation?
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy