Albert walks right into a bar and sees his pal Norman at a desk, ingesting by himself.
Approaching Norman, he feedback, “You look horrible. What’s the issue?”
“My mom died in August,” Norman mentioned, “and left me $125,000.”
“Gee, that’s powerful,” replied Albert.
“Then in September,” Norman continued, “my father died, leaving me $900,000.”
“Wow. Two dad and mom gone in two months. No surprise you’re depressed.”
“Then final month, my aunt died and left me $150,000.”
“Three shut relations misplaced in three months? How unhappy.”
“Then this month,” continued Norman, “completely nothing!”