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There are times that things do get really bad.  I know I have my share of bad luck.  I try to get women and they all laugh at me.  That’s why I’m here on this stage.  I figure that if I’m going to get laughed at, I might as well make some money and I might even get laid after the show anyway.  But only if I make a whole lot of money.

And it’s ain’t looking too good.  It’s all going wrong.  I asked one girl out and she just looked at me as if I were speaking in a foreign language.  It turned out that she didn’t speak English so I was speaking a foreign language.  I buy ladies drinks in bars and they take the drinks and walk away.  My luck is really that bad.  One lady was interested until she saw me.

It's gotten so bad that I get excited when I see a woman eating an ice cream cone.  I’m like please let me watch.  It’s as close as I been all month.  I don’t mind falling face first on the carpet anymore.  It might get a rug hair in my teeth and pretend it’s something else.

Things are getting bad when you get turned down by a blind date.  Ouch.  That’s when you  really know that it’s time to join the Foreign Legion.  That’s just what I’m going to do.  I’m going to become a monk and act like I’m not interested at all.  Maybe I’ll fool somebody.  Maybe not.  I just have to keep trying and one day I might get lucky.