Discipline from a Fortune Cookie

We ate lunch at Hunan Chef yesterday. At the end of our meal, we took turns reading aloud the fortunes written in our cookies. You know how they go:

Working hard will bring you success.

Your insight will lead to a bright future.

Sunny skies follow dreary nights.

Blah, blah, blah.

Well, when it came Joel's turn, we asked him what his slip of paper said. He unfurled it, smiled a halfway smile, and then "read" aloud,

"No XBox."