And sometimes, hard as it was to believe, shit happened to the right people instead of the wrong ones.
They're not going to be happy with us, but shit happens.
The only thing we know for sure is that shit happens.
That shit on the bus so did not happen to you.
He later ended up dead, but the group "wasn't in town when the shit happened."
I get a button, it makes up for all the shit happened to my old man.
She'd never made the mistake before, but shit happens when you least want it.
We can start to put things back together again, like they should've been in the first place, before this shit happened.
If you tell the truth, the forces of evil don't like it, and shit happens.
"How the hell we supposed to put a team together tomorrow when shit like this happens to us?"
