“...I haven’t been that happy lately. I try to find things that make me laugh, but a lot of things are trying my every last nerve....”
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There I was, sitting by myself at the bar staring at my untouched drink. Suddenly, a 6’ 8” tattooed biker steps up next to me and grabs my drink. He then grins at me and gulps down my drink in one swig. “Well, whatcha gonna do about it?” he says, menacingly, as I burst into tears. “This is the worst day of my life,” I say to him. “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 poison dissolve. Then you show up and drink the whole thing!” “But enough about me. How’s your day going?”
Best wishes Petey...
HLB
Hahahahahaha!!!!
That was funny!
Thanks
Petey
stolen
thank you