Knock knock. Someone's at your door. You answer it and there's three dudes standing there. One of them tells you to not to count your chickens before they hatch, another tells you not to keep all your eggs in one basket and the third makes some other bullshit insight involving poultry then they all hand over some cheap crap they got from Avon. You think it's over but then they all whip it out and jizz on your shoes. Who are you?
You're Jesus. The three wise men came bearing gifts.
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