Advice given by
friends, colleagues, and a associates who are sick and tired of hearing another's incessant whining,
bitching and moaning over their blown out of proportion, good-time-ruining problems.
On par with "Quit yer bitchin" and "Get the sand out of your
vagina"
"I can't seem to get a date. Girls don't like me, I'm awkward, if I can't get a girl, I must be a
loser of some kind. I'll never get laid, or a
girlfriend, or married, etc etc etc."
"Hey, you know who doesn't have to worry about girls? The dead. Maybe you should kill yourself. I'm beginning to think that
suicide is your only option. This way, you won't have to worry about getting laid, and we don't have to keep listening to your stupid complaints.