I once had a fortune cookie with no message. The paper inside was blank. Kind of creepy.
Years ago in Washington State we had a “sort of” itinerant man who helped us out from time to time. He wasn’t exactly homeless, but close to it.
After a Saturday of chores we took him to dinner at a local Chinese restaurant. His fortune cookie had nofortune, so we asked for a replacement. It was empty too.
He was seriously bummed out about it.