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A short guy is sitting at a bar just staring at his drink for half an
hour when this big, trouble-making biker steps next to him, grabs his
drink, gulps it down in one swig and then turns to the guy with a
menacing stare as if to say, 'What'cha gonna do about it?"
The poor little guy starts crying.
"Come on man, I was just giving you a hard time," 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," says the little guy between sobs.
"I 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."
He continues, crying even harder. "Then I found my wife in bed with
the gardener and my dog bit me. So, I came to this bar trying to work
up the courage to put an end to my life, ............and then you show
up and drink the damn poison."
hour when this big, trouble-making biker steps next to him, grabs his
drink, gulps it down in one swig and then turns to the guy with a
menacing stare as if to say, 'What'cha gonna do about it?"
The poor little guy starts crying.
"Come on man, I was just giving you a hard time," 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," says the little guy between sobs.
"I 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."
He continues, crying even harder. "Then I found my wife in bed with
the gardener and my dog bit me. So, I came to this bar trying to work
up the courage to put an end to my life, ............and then you show
up and drink the damn poison."