You’re hell-bent on bulldozing through with your pre-cooked plot, despite some numpties trying to make you change your tune. It’s as if they’ve shoved a cactus up your backside when hurdles come a-knocking, but your resolve is as solid as a Buckingham Palace guard on a caffeine high. And for your lucky charm, it’s a chicken bone. Yes, you heard me right. Not one of those shiny, fancy charms you buy at a store. A bloody chicken bone. Scrabble around in your Sunday roast leftovers, you should find one. Just remember, if you choke on it, it’s not my fault!

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