Game of Shots

 First Man at the bar:  Tony I challenge you to a game of shots.

Second man at the bar:  Sorry sir, I don't do drinking games any more.

First Man at the bar: Why, you chicken?

Second man at the bar:  No sir, you're still young, so you may not understand.   But there is a madness to it.  A lunatic wide-eyed craziness that overtakes your mind, heart and soul,  A bottomless pit hollowness that can never be filled.   So you keep playing, letting the madness control you, letting the desire to out drink everyone consume you.  You fall, and fall, deeper and deeper into a hell that spins out of control.  You loose everything in the downfall.  That sir is why I don't play those drinking games anymore