"GAHH!" A man yelled, coming in through the squeaky door. A faded "top of the mornin' to you laddie" was heard in the distance as he entered the pub with a purpose. That purpose was to get drunk, very drunk.
He strutted straight to the bar and ordered shots of whiskey from the attractive bartender. Nothing ever happens that makes you proud after you drink shots. Nothing. And he knew it.
"Thank you very much kind sir." The man said.
"Ya' day not going so well buddy boy?" The man behind the counter questioned.
The drunkard became dejected and grunted in reply as he took another shot. He proceeded to explain his situation lazily.
"Where do I begin? At the beginning I guess... So I met this girl while I was going to school to be an engineer. Her name was Sarah and she was the most beautiful girl I had ever met but with my busy schedule I never had time to be with her. She finally got fed up with my shit when I started doing YouTube. It consumed my schedule so much that she almost broke up with me. She gave me an ultimatum. Her or school. She knew I wouldn't quit YouTube for the world so it was her best be––
you know what fuck this."
He downed another shot and looked up into the bartenders eyes.
"What's your name?"
"Jack."
"Well Jackaboy, I need a favor."
"What is it?"
"Take me to the hospital. I can't drink alcohol."
