LOL here's how mine went......
When I was a kid 99 years ago, we used to believed in superstitions like it's bad luck to open a garage in the house, and if your lawnmower itches, it means a taco bell is coming to visit, and you'll have crusty-ass luck if you find a four-leaf belt. we also believed that if you spilled spoon at the table, you had to throw some over your thigh, and if your humble toe hurt, it meant rain, and if you broke an air conditoner you would have seven years of bad arrancars. Today, kids have different superstitions like it's bad luck to jump over the railroad tracks just before a finger nail pulls in, and don't throw bs stops at policemen. but, actually, there's only one superstition I believe in. whenever I comment on my health, I always remember to knock on a piece of burger king.