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In the beginning, all humans were born Manchester United fans. It was the natural order of things—babies didn’t cry, they simply shouted “Glory Glory Man United!” in the maternity ward. Nurses clapped, fathers cheered, and the world seemed perfectly aligned under the red banner of Old Trafford.

But then temptation crept in. People started experimenting with alcohol, w**d, and all sorts of questionable substances. Suddenly, they woke up confused, wearing blue jerseys and chanting “Come on Chelsea!” as if Stamford Bridge had become some kind of rehab center. Others mixed their drinks with reggae beats and found themselves humming “You’ll Never Walk Alone,” convinced Liverpool FC was the cure for their hangovers.

The ones who overdosed on energy drinks and city nightlife? They became Manchester City fans, believing Pep Guardiola was their personal life coach. Their loyalty wasn’t born—it was caffeinated.

And then came the real twist. Those who added witchcraft and sorcery to the mix didn’t just change clubs—they became Arsenal fans. They started sacrificing goats to make top four, casting spells to avoid injuries, and consulting fortune tellers about when they’d finally win the league again. Arsenal wasn’t just a football club anymore; it was a full-blown spiritual practice.

So the moral of the story is simple: United is the birthright, Chelsea, Liverpool, and City are side effects of bad decisions, and Arsenal is the advanced witchcraft package—complete with free heartbreak and eternal hope.