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A Bad Day


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There 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.

"Well, whatcha gonna do 'bout it?" he says, menacingly, as 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."

"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, I found 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 old lady in bed with the gardener and then 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; I drop a capsule in and sit here watching the arsenic dissolve. Then, some a**hole shows up and drinks the whole thing!"

But enough about me, how's your day going?

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