Too Funny. . . I was sitting at the bar when a big mean biker walked up and took my drink. . .

TALKING ABOUT HAVING PROBLEMS!





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.



"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 wife with another man 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?"



(that was just too good not to share)



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