From a sarcastic point of view, this is the realest short story ever. Not really what you might expect, but its the truth anyways. Here it goes.


Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl, "Will you marry me?" The girl said No. Then the guy lived hapilly ever after, he rode motorcycles, went fishing and hunting, played golf a lot, drank beer and scotch, had money in his account. Left the toilet sit up, listened to good music, joined vaseline crew and farted whenever he wanted.

THE END