Sitting on his bed, sore, tired and grumpy - David looks out the window while chaning, sees a bird - and starts to yell. "Stop chriping you damn birds - I'm trying to move on with my day.  As he at lunch by himself - he stares at his bowl of cerel, slowly chewing.  After work he can't take it - he drinks himself to a stuper, passes out and does it again.
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