That’s right, and because it’s your lucky day [sub]and I want an excuse to scarf as many of these as possible[/sub] I’m going to give each and every Doper their own personally customized fortune!* So ask the Oracle of the Cookie what your fate shall be…
And hurry. I’m hungry.
*[sub](Offer limited by number of fortune cookies and my hunger)[/sub]
Oh goody, some more. I was starting to get worried, because I had only been able to have one cookie this last hour.
Anyway, the Almighty Cookie has this to say about your fate, BluMoon: “You will enjoy good health and be surrounded by luxury”
That’s a pretty damn good one actually. Unambiguous and quite pleasant. About the only thing it’s missing are several scantily clad members of the gender of your preference attending to your every whim, but that probably counts as luxury.
Now let’s see what lies in the future for you Vaioman…
Bwahahaha! You aren’t going to believe me but I swear it’s true: “The reverse side of this paper is reserved for notes of your business lunch”
What lousy luck. It’s not even a big piece of paper. Just think, you missed out on good health and luxury by just 6 minutes. Bummer.
Okiedokie DragonBlink, let me just remove the ancient wisdom from the tasty biscuit…
Hmm… “You will enjoy good health and be surrounded by luxury.”
Goddamn cheap unoriginal box of crackers. Oh well, if you don’t want to share your fortune with BluMoon, you can have what’s printed on the back of the slip of paper instead: “This insert has a protective coating” I did promise everyone a personally customized fortune after all.
Really Clayton? The back of the box in front of me claims that putting messages in little cookies had its genesis in 500 AD when revolutionaries used this method to pass around the time for the people to revolt.
Maybe it was the idea of putting in a vaugely positive statement and having them after meals which is more modern. I dunno.
Anyhoo, you get: “A pleasant surprise is in store for you”