There's an old joke -- Alan King once used the punch line as the title of his book -- about how a guy goes into a Chinese restaurant and orders dinner. At the end of the meal he is served a fortune cookie. He breaks open the cookie and reads his fortune: Help! I'm a prisoner in a Chinese bakery!
Drew has repeated that joke in countless Chinese restaurants all over Long Island.
And then, about a year ago, he opened a fortune cookie and began to laugh.
I almost fell off the chair when I read his fortune: Help, I'm a prisoner in a Chinese fortune cookie factory.
That the person known for making the joke is the one to get the fortune...
I didn't think he could ever top that.
Until the other night, when we got Chinese take out. He got an empty fortune cookie. Just a plain cookie, no fortune inside. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
He said, "I had a fortune that predicted this."
I was skeptical. "Prove it."
But it seems that Drew saves his fortunes. Or, at least, the funny ones. He showed me his collection,
Sure enough, he had one that said: Your next fortune cookie will be empty.
Sometimes lightning does strike twice.
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