Friday, April 23, 2010

Just a Bad Day . . .

A little guy is sitting at the bar just staring into his drink when a large, trouble-making bikie steps up next to him, grabs his drink, gulps it down in one swig and then turns to him with a menacing stare as if to say. 'Well, - whatcha gonna do about it?'

The little guy starts crying!

'Come on man I was just giving you a hard time' the bikie 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', says the little guy between sobs. 'I've got to admit it - I'm a complete failure -I just can't do anything right.' 'I overslept and was late to an important meeting,- so my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found my car was 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 gardener - and then my own 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 my capsule in and sit here watching the poison dissolve - then you show up and drink the lot!

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