HELL YEAH I CRY DURING MOVIES WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM SOME KINDA PSYCHOPATH WHO CAN’T EXHIBIT ANY SORTA EMOTION THINK AGAIN BUCK-O
most recently this happened when i stumbled upon
on comedy central
and the sandman drained a 30 foot putt to win his dearest grandmother’s house back
stopping that evil shithead shooter mcgavin from donning the infamous green jacket.
i don’t know if i had too much to drink that night
if i accidentally ate too much chicken fajitas from chili’s
but i just could not keep it together for the life of me
during that scene
and the tears
quickly filled my entire apartment
in a matter of seconds.
i haven’t been that sad since the day
i wasn’t the partner you wanted to build a future with
all because i’m not textbook manly enough
and accidentally change light bulbs while the lights are still on.
dang, that one stung to hear.
Shawn Berman runs The Daily Drunk. His debut poetry collection, Once Upon a Blue Shell, is out this May from Close to the Bone. Follow him on Twitter @sbb_writer