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Originally Posted by chuck90199
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," I said. "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 in bed with another man, and then my dog bit me. I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all.”
“So,” I continued, “I buy a drink, drop a capsule in, and sit here watching the poison dissolve. Then you show up and drink the whole damn thing!”
"But, enough about me, how are you doing?"
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Love a joke that sounds like a country song. a recorded country song played backwards the guy doesn't meet a biker and he doesn't get poisoned because he doesn't go to a bar, his dog doesn't bit him, his wife is not in bed with another guy, he doesn't lose his wallet because he doesn't take a cab because his car not stolen his boss doesn't fire him and he's not a loser