On Wednesdays I like to post an older card for the sake of nostalgia and spend the rest of the day warning people about minotaurs stealing our jobs. I'll keep doing that until Fox News finally runs a panel discussion on the subject. Then I'll just retire in sick horror.
I've given it some thought and decided that you all deserve a toasted cheese sandwich. Is this some kind of Wrongcards give-away? I'm afraid not. I cannot yet be everywhere because I am not yet a god. You'll have to make your own sandwich but my point here is that you deserve it. Logic is my superpower.
I'm going to go and pass out in a moment and my consciousness will disappear for roughly six hours but when I awaken, fresh and thirsting for vengeance against the Vicissitudes of Fate, I will go down to the local Starbucks and speak this card's caption to the first stranger that I see. That is how I fix the world.
The cards in the WTF category are so specific that the the likelihood of finding one that is useful is very small. Today's card, for example, is useful if you happen to be a mildly frustrated werewolf. But if you should ever become a mildly frustrated werewolf one day, you'll thank me. Thats why I do this.
In my tireless campaign to teach responsible parenting I do occasionally take a mistep. But this is only because I lack any real experience in child-raising. I don't know if today's card is a mistep but I do think that it is, at the very least, true. And you can't fault a person for being right, can you?
On Wednesdays I traditionally post an older card and then spend the rest of the day praising Rupert Murdoch's allegedly corrupt publishing empire. That they may or may not have bugged my phone and recorded me drunkenly singing Jewel songs at 2am has only made me more supportive of them.