Even Fate, it turns out, holds no sway over state bureaucracies.
Fate frowns on bad manners.
Fate has issues with you, you fucking mullet.
Fate smiles on you, bends you over a chair, and opens up a jar of vaseline. Fate has issues with k-y.
Eat me.
Fate smiles on you.
Cannibalism isn't as big a deal as everyone tries to make it.