You’re itching like a flea-ridden mongrel to stir up a bloody hurricane, be it at your dreary job or your pigsty of a home. You’re hell-bent on spawning some semblance of order amidst the mayhem, like trying to herd cats in a sardine factory. So, you’re busting your buns, thrashing about like a headless chicken trying to get things in shipshape. But brace yourself for a right royal pain in the arse when it comes to those confounded gizmos and doodads. They’re about as cooperative as a mule in a mud pit. And here’s a cheeky bit of advice: Your lucky item for the day is a roll of duct tape. After all, if you can’t fix it, you can at least muffle the sound of it breaking again. Now, isn’t that a silver lining amidst the chaos?

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