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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...