According to some whiz bang formula, it has been determined that today, Monday 21, is the saddest day of the year.
Know that on this bleak day, you have much to be grateful for - you didn't wake up in a coffin at your own funeral.
This is not your mode of transportation.
You are not related to, um, Fartman.
You're not stuck.
You don't live here.
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