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When you know you\'ve hit rock bottom.
I could write a comedy act doing a Foxworthy-esqe take on hitting rock-bottom.
You know you've hit rock-bottom when you belch and it smells exactly like catshit. You know you've hit rock-bottom when your entire apartment smells like catshit, yet you don't have a cat. You know you've hit rock-bottom when you let a healthy fart, yet it all comes out liquid rather than gas. You know you've hit rock-bottom when you are now laughing and crying, and the crying isn't really from the laughing. You know you've hit rock-bottom when your existence on 2+2 really has nothing to do with poker. More to come, maybe. |
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