Careful what you wish for there, Queenie!
We all know where these sorts of curses lead. Straight to accursed 2nd husband, in this case.
Myself, I’ve learned to never say never.
“I’ll never more to NYC,” I said, before I moved to NYC and stayed for over a decade and a half.
That’s how this sort of language works. If I declare that I’ll be damned before I sink into that kind of poverty again, I’ll be looking at either damnation or poverty or both, before the 2nd act.
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