Mike
F*** Socialism!
*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 drank the damn poison."*
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 drank the damn poison."*