Two things that made me laugh today, both tangentially related to fortune cookies.

First, from CNN, a story of a tragic mixup involving a large delivery of custom fortune cookies to the wrong address:

A box of X-rated fortune cookies was mistakenly delivered to a fundraiser hosted by a Brooklyn politician.

The 350 cookies stuffed with "the most graphically lurid" fortunes got mixed up in a batch of 1,750 cookies ordered for the Chinese New Year event, Borough President Marty Markowitz said Friday. Some guests "were stunned, to say the least."

That's priceless.

Secondly, The Daily WTF has a montage of some hilarious tool tips from a rather "interesting" PBX application that make about as much sense as fortune cookies:

Finally, if I owned a fortune cookie company, I think it would be funny to write fortunes like this:

• You will be run over by Volkwagen shortly after leaving this restaurant.
• I am currently held hostage in fortune cookie factory. Please send help.
• Did the waiter really tell you that was chicken?

But that's just because I'm wierd like that.