"But enough about me ..."

[left-of-center2012]

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, there I found my wife with another man 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 poison dissolve.

Then you show up and drink the whole thing! But enough about me, how's your day going?"

[Omnipresent]

1. Well, at least that one less fugitive from the jan6th coup!

For the FBI to hunt down!