THINGS MY GRANDMA SAYS *when it rains, it pours* One day th | Confess

THINGS MY GRANDMA SAYS

*when it rains, it pours*

One day the clouds turned the slightest shade of grey and suddenly the flood was upto my ankle
This is how I learned to pack a raincoat at the slightest chance of a drizzle

*bad news comes in threes*

My tears had blurred my vision and I couldn't see three feet ahead of me
Must be why I missed the other two bearers with my second and third doses of tragedy

*trouble comes on horseback and leaves on foot*

My woe is a guest taking residence on my couch without a sense of decorum
A distant relative too obtuse to know he's overstaying his welcome

and my absolute favorite:
*shit comes in piles*

Of course my hurricane comes on the neck of a tornado because one trouble treads upon another's heel
One (for lack of a better word) shitshow after another with every layer of the onion you peel
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