How's Your Day Going?

Robert

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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 about 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 had run off with the gardener, and then
my dog bit me." "So I came to this bar to workup the courage to put an
end to it all, I buy a drink, I drop a capsule in and sit here watching
the poison dissolve. Then you, you jack-ass, show up and drink the whole
thing! But enough about me, how's your day going?"
 
*Biker's eyes open wide, gulps, then has a sudden cardiac arrest. Man looks at him, then calls "Police! Arrest him!"*
 
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