Sometimes we don't see the reason behind seemingly ill-fated occurrences, Mr. Nzoner.
I mean, you get held up at a red light, but avoid a head-on crash that would have happened four blocks down, or you miss a flight that crashes into Lake Erie, or your brand-new advertising balloon gets busted by high winds but it isn't hit by lightning 30 minutes later causing an enormous explosion that destroys your entire fireworks stand and as your customers are fleeing in panic, you try to extinguish the flames but your hair catches on fire and so while you're running around in concentric circles screaming at the top of your lungs, a rookie fireman hits you with a blast of water from the fire hose that's so powerful it blows out your teeth and your eyeballs and so they take you to the hospital but the ambulance driver is hungover from last night's bachelor party and drives off a bridge crashing the ambulance into the river and you're submerged in dark, murky water and you can't see a damn thing because your eyeballs are currently in a ziplock baggie somewhere in the ambulance's glove box so you blindly paddle like hell but you wind up swimming the wrong way and are run over by a boat propeller that chops your entire body up into little pieces and so the police have to use a net to collect your parts but they miss some which are eaten by the fish.
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