No one said life was easy. But at the same time, no one said you could get T-Boned by a clown car. Misfortune just keeps happening. Every backed up egg sorting machine and decimated toilet gets us one step closer to our breaking point, but for some reason, our breaking point also seems tauntingly out of reach. Here we are, having to accept that life is just like this, every other Misfortune Monday.
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