So you thought luck was in the stars? Nah. It’s in your spreadsheet — where a crab in pajamas bets its last credit on ‘emotional RNG certification’. I’ve seen it all: folks chasing moonlight like it’s Netflix + caffeine + existential dread. Low-risk? Stick to Star Garden Bliss. High-risk? Only when your intuition says ‘this is my night’… then you realize: you didn’t win. You just got ghosted by an algorithmic pause button.

P.S. If this comment made you chuckle… did your zodiac sign just auto-play mode? Comment below before the moon sets again.