Legit Reviews

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So what happens if I walk under a ladder, break a mirror and cross paths with a black cat all at the same time on Friday the 13th?

your head spins and you spit pea soup

I walked under a ladder at a book store on friday the 13th... nothing happened

I lived!

Well my 13th was quite interesting. My allergies are starting to act up so in the morning i decided to take some allergy medicine, took the first meds i saw that said allergy thinking nothing of it. So on the way to the train station driving, like a bag of bricks, it just hit me....dead tired from being wide awake. I was wondering what the heck??? So i slept the whole way on the train to work.

So when i got to work since i was still tired as all get out, i decided to take one of those 5 hour energy to counter act it, again not knowing why i was dead tired. Finally, it hit me why i was sooo tired, i did a quick google search on what i took this morning....benadryl!!! LOLOLOLL

I started to have the worst shakes, biggest headache, sweats like no other, and munchies like i havent eaten in a year. OMG it was the worst experience ever....It took me about 4 hours to recover at work and finally all wore off, but dang did that suck. LOL

Wait, i dont understand what happened on this day or is meant to happen?

13 is considered unlucky by some, and Friday is supposed to be also (I've no idea why though because its like the last day of work before the weekend!)

Dan

my friday was awesome- except my contacts were really cloudy in the morning, i went to the Rally America: New England Forest Rally and saw two of the stages in the mexico Rec. Park(which has a decent sized jump), and Concord Pond Road(both on dirt) and got some Pastrana and Block posters and a little footage, overall not a bad day at all

My doctor ordered me to get a CAT scan done that day. The contrast stuff was weird tasting and I had to drink 900ml of the stuff. GROSS.

To my surprise, they still haven't found the problem inside of me. The problem is like having the devil inside my gut shooting a flame-thrower.

I would of rather had a bad hair day than this problem.