Words are very powerful. My friend’s son procratinated when he was supposed to get a kittle for his wedding. When my friend kept telling him to get it already, he answered: So, what’s the worst, I’ll get married in a borrowed kittle. Well, came the wedding, and after he badecked the kallah, the door to the chassan room jammed. They worked on it for almost an hour then someone went and got a different kittle. As he said, my friend’s son got married in a borrowed kittle.
Makes you think, huh?