If fate decides to throw you a bone, you better grab a cuppa, sit your arse down, and have a good think, mate. Some bloody curveballs are heading your way, and they’re not the sort you can just swat away with a cricket bat. Turns out there’s more layers to this onion than you thought, and each one’s gonna make you cry more than the last. So best get your tissues ready, darling, ’cause it’s about to get messy. And talking about lucky charms, don’t forget your lucky rubber duck. Nothing says “I’m ready for life’s shit storm” like carrying a squeaky bath toy. Plus, it’s a great conversation starter at the pub. “Why do you have a rubber duck?” “Why don’t you?”

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