not so good. not up to snuff. could have been better. lacking excellence
I just played badly. Really badly.
I just want to open my birthday champagne. I want to lie in a warm room, smoke cigarettes and worry about turning into Joe, my father, my mother or anyone else.
Somewhere, a starving child is probably only asking for clean drinking water or praying he doesn't step on a fucking landmine.
What does it sound like when I step on a scale?
"How ugly am I today?"
So maybe it's not really that funny. (Tired material and a lame punchline.)