It's a dark bar and you can hear the deep growl of serious men discussing politics in one corner and the clack of pool breaking somewhere else. A man stumbles into the bar, a gust of wind following. His white business shirt is pocked where rain has fallen and is crumpled after a long day. His tie is undone and slung loosely around his collar. He stammers to the bar and slumps onto the barstool with exhaustion, leaning backwards. He sits straight, rolls up his sleeves, lurches forward landing with his elbows on the imitation granite bartop. He raises a hand, flicks his fingers and calls the barman. He order a shot of whickey and tosses some change from out his pocket onto the bar. The barman counts the money and takes a few coins leaving the rest along with the shot. The man then drags the shot and hits it hard, slamming it down onto the bar with a whoo! He then crosses his arms and rests his elbows on the bartop and stares blankly at the shotglass. He slowly swivels his chair to the right and he faces the man next to him. The man next to him pretends to ignore him. The man then says to his neighbour, "If this world is so full of pain and suffering, would it not have been better to have never been born?" To this the man shifts his body to look at him and says honestly in reply, "I don't know many who are so lucky." "How many?" "Not one in a thousand."
I burst into tears, drop my microphone and run off stage. I run out of the building and find the nearest bar. I push open the door and...
Sadness is a special place where madness can be bred....................... Lol. Kms you guys just don't get it.
So basically? Yo is like. Life Sucks Wish I Was Never Popped Out. Other Yo is like. Idk too many that lucky. First yo is like. How many? Second yo is like. No-one in the God damn history of the world you stupid son of a worm sniffer, who knows people that were never born?