well yeah,
i guess you could make anything sad
if you fought hard enough.

funny,
some people seem to fight pretty hard.

...

not me.

i figure, i'm alive to do things that make me happy, eh?
seems obvious enough.

but some people, man...
especially nowadays
some people love their sadness.

it never bothered me, you know
to each his own and everything,
except the ones who are really choosing it.

you know what i mean?
it's a reflex we all have:
you see somebody making a big deal over some petty ****,
you squash 'em.
you tell 'em, "stop whining buddy."

"aye, better luck next time."

"don't be a sore loser."

and that's half the world's problem, i swear it
is sore losers!
that right there is gonna get you in a lot of trouble...
and it's just downright wasteful!

i mean,
i just hate to see a good meatsack go spoiled.