My friend John has a lucky rabbits foot hanging from the rearview mirror of his car. I asked him what it was for, and he said for good luck, duh. John, you are 24, you live with your mother, you work at IHOP, and you drive a 93 Camaro. Either you forgot to turn the thing on, or you are a moron. Good luck with that.
Who came up with the idea of a Lucky rabbits foot? Obviously, the rabbit is not the lucky one. Hes the one missing a foot. The guy whose job it is to cut off rabbits feet, dye them pink, and stick on a chain cant be too lucky either. Shouldnt he be the lucky one? After all, he is coming in contact with these feet all day, 4 at a time even! And neither is the guy who runs the shop that sells these stupid things. So the lucky person is the one who buys the foot and rubs it? (This paragraph is much funnier if you read it out loud doing your best Jerry Seinfeld impersonation).
I dont know where Im going with this.
