I was lazing around, ignoring the alarm, when suddenly I felt a few punches in the small of my back, so bad that my heart started pounding. I turned and found a strange midget that was poking me hard. Who, what? I’m luck, get up, we have work to do. I have no luck, I say, dumbfounded. And then luck can’t be this ugly, I was thinking of more of a cute green four-leaf clover. Nonsense. Take a good …
