Crash got the following fortune the last time we dared eat out with the entire family:
Your light heart will help you through trials.
"Whatever!" he said. Then dumped soy sauce all over his shirt while goofing off. For some reason this embarrassed him immensely and he felt really bad about it.
We all assured him it wasn't that bad and no one would notice (yes, we were lying). He decided to tuck his shirt in clear to his chest thinking this would somehow help him exit the restaurant inconspicuously. The rest of us laughed so hard everyone noticed, but Crash didn't care anymore. He was laughing too.
So we all honor our fortune cookies a little more now and reverence the beautiful truth:
Your light heart will help you through trials.
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