My Dad sent me this on Facebook, which means itโs almost guaranteed to be a repost. I touched it up a bit, but here you go: The Worst Day Ever
There I was, sitting at the bar, staring at my drink, when a large, troublemaking 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.
I burst into tears. "This is the worst day of my life," I say. "I'm a comple...
What was Rasputin's troublemaking brother called?
Harassputin.
I'll see myself out.
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