Hows Your Day Going........

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 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?

he he,