nothingbutdarts
Well-Known Member
I was sitting at the bar staring at my drink when a large, trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink and gulps it down in one swig and menacingly says, “Thanks John Boy, whatcha going to do about it?"
I burst into tears.
"Come on, man," the biker says, "I didn't think you'd CRY. I can’t stand to see a man crying. What’s your problem?"
"This is the worst day of my life," I say. "I'm a complete failure. “I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, my car had been stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife in bed with the postman and my dog bit me.
So I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all. I buy a drink; drop a capsule in and sit here watching the poison dissolve; then you show up and drink the whole thing! But that’s enough about me, how's your day going?"
I burst into tears.
"Come on, man," the biker says, "I didn't think you'd CRY. I can’t stand to see a man crying. What’s your problem?"
"This is the worst day of my life," I say. "I'm a complete failure. “I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, my car had been stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife in bed with the postman and my dog bit me.
So I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all. I buy a drink; drop a capsule in and sit here watching the poison dissolve; then you show up and drink the whole thing! But that’s enough about me, how's your day going?"
