There is a beer in front of him. A macho, muscular man enters the pub, taps him on the shoulder and drinks his beer! The skinny man starts crying. The big man:

– Oh, stop crying, baby. That’s just one beer…

The small man:

– Okay, listen! Today my wife left me, my bank account is empty, my house is empty! I even got fired from my job. I didn’t want to live anymore, so I tried to kill myself. I lay down on the rails – they changed the train route! I tried to hang myself – the rope broke! I tried to shoot myself – the gun broke! And now, I’m buying a beer with my last money, I’m pouring poison inside and you’re drinking it!