All the check-outs seem pretty busy at the supermarket? Have a look at number 13. The queue may be shorter. Likewise gym locker 13 is one of the last to go even though it is in a prime site near the TV.
If the ladder covers the whole of the pavement walk under it rather than stepping into the road. Being splashed by window cleaner's water is marginally less bad than being knocked down by a truck. D'yer get me? What do you mean they're called transparent wall maintenance engineers now? That joke wasn't funny in 1985.
Still you survived. I'm glad. The sixth of the sixth o six came and went. I had a good day. You? There'll be the seventh of the seventh o seven along next year and that should be such a perfect day.
Anyway a line from the music of my youth pops into my head so I don't see why I shouldn't annoy you with it too. Unlucky.
'666 is no longer alone
He's getting out the marrow in your back bone
And the 7 trumpets blowing sweet rock and roll
Gonna blow right down inside your soul.'
(Genesis, Supper's Ready from Foxtrot 1973)
Didn't really know what it meant then, which was probably the whole point of sixth form prog rock, and I still don't know what it means now but if I can find it I may play it later.
Have a good June 7th. Don't be complacent now the bad day's gone. Look out for the scythe wielding maniac in aisle 13.