So once my friend was having a whinge…“I will never win the lotto”. I asked him, did you buy a ticket? He looked at me confused. I asked him how can you win, if you haven’t even entered into the game? Moral of the story…
Being clever? Really? That’s what you think?
I mean OK.
There’s only one thing you really need to do to actually be clever.
One thing.
Only one thing.
And you knew what the thing was, but you choose not to do it?
Edit: something Worsfold plan B something something
Just a thought but perhaps this has been Wims plan all along I mean… who would think that there isnt a good…plan. Where on the right track Support the haiku