It wasn't exactly a bluebird on my shoulder, but...I had to go outside and enjoy what a nice day we're having.
A bird promptly crapped on my shoulder.
One of my co-workers said I should buy a lottery ticket, and I lost.
Walking around was still a wonderful existence. If you read this in time, you should do yourself a favor. (Maybe tie someone else's jacket over your shoulders.)
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