utarefson posted...There was a man born on the 07-07-1977....on his 77th birthday he went to the horse races and noticed that on race number 7 there was a horse called Lucky Number Seven...so he bet all of his life savings on the horse to win. Do you know what happened?
The horse came seventh!
Thats what you get for being superstitious. The world ending just because of some numbers on a calender created by a very superstitious people that worshipped a big ball in the sky and sacrificed people to gain power and appease the Gods..means nothing to me.
Oh ..and I shall be playing...urm..Bulletstorm or Arkham City or Far Cry 3...depends on my mood.
Your story would have potential if only anyone today born 1977 wasn't only 35. Perhaps it may happen in another 42 years, perhaps not.
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