This morning, a discarded latex glove flashed il cornuto at me as I walked into work.
That can't be a good sign.
I should probably take a sick day and go home, huh?
This morning, a discarded latex glove flashed il cornuto at me as I walked into work.
That can't be a good sign.
I should probably take a sick day and go home, huh?
It's also "I love you" in sign language. But sometimes that's not a good sign from the Universe either, so go figure.
My boss pointed that out, too.
Does that mean the Devil loves me?
To see a discarded latex glove reposing on the pavement, obstructing your course, positioned in any configuration, is cause for a quick trek home; and locking doors and windows.
The real question is, if this means the Devil loves you, which enemies will you smote first?
Dude, not to worry - that's Stonehenge!
How on earth could I decide?
Maybe it would be easier if I just smite 'em all except for the handful I'd definitely like to retain...
Be the hidden message in its configuration preternaturally malevolent, inadvertently kind, or unremarkably indifferent, a discarded latex glove reposing on the pavement, obstructing your course, is cause to beat a fast track home; locking doors and windows.
Dave, have you never traveled the streets of Milwaukee? Some walks have one WISHING for something as pure and wholesome as a discarded latex glove.
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