Tonight marks the second time that Brian and I have wished on a wishbone together. The first was after Thanksgiving this year. Tonight's came from a chicken I roasted for Sunday's dinner. Both times, we wished, pulled, and the top joint section flew off. There was no lopsided result so that someone could claim victory. There was no joint splitting down the middle to allow both our wishes to come true. The joint just completely flew off into the air and we were both left standing with the wishbone legs.
We claim that, after twice in as many months, it must mean that both our wishes will come true. Do any of you know if the "rules" to breaking wishbones apply? I've googled to no avail...sigh...
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