Considering the black cloud that has seemingly been hovering over my head the last few years I decided to call in my Royal Wizard, Merlin, to see if he could lift the curse that seems to have me by the petunias. It was an interesting conversation.
"Merlin, I need your help. How good are you at lifting curses?"
"Your Royal Highness, curses are right up my alley."
"That is good to hear I can really use your help with this one."
"Okay sire, of course you know the higher the level of the curse the higher the fee."
"Hey, if you get rid of this one you will be paid handsomely!"
"You have a deal sire. What I need to know is the exact wording used by the person that placed this curse on you."
"The exact wording?"
"Yes."
"It was 'I now pronounce you man and wife.'"
"Sorry bub, there is nothing I can do to lift that curse...You are on your own. I am out of here."
I guess I am cursed for life.
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