When I was born, there were...problems. Which is a way of saying the umbilical cord was wrapped around my neck and I nearly was choked to death. Then there was the issue of when the doctor lifted me up into the air and said, "It's a boy!" I peed on his face. Then of course, when my mom was in a wheelchair after the birth, I accidentally hit the wheel lock with my foot and my mom almost rolled down some stairs. I had some issues as a baby. Yes, it seemed like my life was doomed to fail. (Which is why this book is called "How to Fail at Life". Duh.)
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How To Fail at Life
HumorThis is the story of a person who fails at everything. Yes, I'm writing it in the first person, but it's not about me! Seriously.
