It’s fucking cold outside. Snow is piling up everywhere. Your job is the pits and you’re going nowhere. It’s almost time to file your taxes.
What’s the point, really? Why not end it all, leave this cruel joke a world behind and embrace emptiness, forever?
Before you take that trip down the street to the rope store and the rickety stool emporium, just chill the fuck out for a moment, and watch this hilarious squirrel have the best time, just being itself and shit.
There. Now don’t you feel better? Put your blue Monday, or Tuesday, or whatever the fuck day it is behind you, and go shovel your fucking walk, ya jerk!