A couple weeks back, DJ Mo was showing me her newly-acquired cootie catcher-making skills. If you’re not completely dessicated by age, you will remember these scraps of folded paper also served as fortune-telling devices. Some panels promised mansions and money, others told of boogers and living in the dump. None were quite like Mo’s, which reveals three unique qualities of one’s grown-up self to the bold seeker.
Knowing that I would be curious what might come her way, Mo took the time to put the results in a chart for me, labeled Future:
I think I laughed for about 15 minutes straight, seriously.