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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 old lady in bed with the gardener 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 arsenic dissolve.
Then some asshole shows up and drinks the whole thing! But enough about me, how's your day going?

Bob, I am still laughing at this one and it is the second time I have read it.
Keep them coming, and I might just open the Conversation Lounge!!