“When life gives you lemons…”
I haven’t yet created my own ending to this verbiage. A unique and clever twist of my own design still eludes me.
Prior conclusions do not flow or fit. There is no clever wisdom, nor delightful humour. Just classic yet stale overtures.
If I did create my unique ending to this phrase, I’d follow along these lines…
“When life gives you lemons? Don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! GET MAD!
‘I don’t want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these?!’
Demand to see life’s manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am?! I’m the man who’s going to burn your house down! With the lemons! I’m going to get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!”
So… sour or sweet?