Save some turkey for the Fates…
Wish I could’ve helped you last week. Really, do you even take my predictions seriously?
I can’t believe you still come here… It’s not like you follow my advice.
That mole looks cancerous, my friend. Perhaps you’d like Dr. Sham’s Arsenicum Tincture? Only twenty dollars.
You should really stop drinking soda. I don’t have to be a prophet to see this one coming.
I’ve been watching the birds for your destiny.
You cannot keep coming back to me only when you need me. I’m trying to run a business here.
“That’s twenty dollars plus tax. Don’t cheat me here.”
“Only resigning early will truly set you free, my friend.”
Look into my eyes. And hold out your hand.