Guy is sitting in a bar staring at his drink. A biker comes in, steps up beside him and slugs the guy's drink down, then asks, O.K. wimp, you gonna do something about it?
The guy breaks down and starts crying.
The biker says cut that out man, I hate seeing a guy cry!
The guy says this is the worst day of my life, so what you just did fits right in.
I was late to a meeting this morning and I got fired.
I went out to the parking lot and my car had been stolen.
The insurance company said my insurance had lapsed.
I left my wallet in the cab that brought me home.
I surprised my wife with another guy.
He beat the crap out of me, and while I was trying to get out of the house, my dog bit me.
So I came here to this bar to kill myself.
I was watching the rat poison dissolve in my drink when you grabbed it and slugged it down.
O.K., enough about my day, How's yours going so far?
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