Gaaaaaaaah!
Bad luck comes in threes, or so they say. So here I am at home, waiting paranoid for the final terrible event to occur…
This website that Shannon’s uncle wants made… well, the sort of website he wants isn’t exactly the sort of website we know how to make. One word sums up our strife.
Flash.
So we may have to, er, decline that plan. As we don’t really have time to learn it. Which means less money…
And then, to add insult to injury, KFC no longer sell Zinger Tower Burgers.
I know. You thought the Prince William thing was bad. So, come on bad luck number three. Is there a time limit on these pieces of bad luck? And where’s my iPod, dammit???
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