I must persevere. I must persevere past my shortcomings, faults, and defects.
Even though I don't own a car. A car I used to have but crashed into a school. I must persevere beyond having to ride the bus even though I refuse to wear anything besides sweatpants and a Hello Kitty shirt two sizes too small. Even though I have chronic flatulence due to me eating four bowls of chili for breakfast. I must persevere.
I must persevere despite this Hooters banning me for what they called "rude behavior". Behavior caused by being too drunk off three pitchers of beer, so I order only two pitchers. I only weigh 115 pounds, but I will persevere to drink both pitchers.
I must persevere to eat the "Mega-Ton Combo" 50 wing order with "Mega-Ton" hot sauce and choose to ignore that last time I ate this order. The last time this order was placed cops had to show up. I was involved, but I must persevere past that event. Even though I sprayed hot sauce in my own eyes and took my sweatpants off last time, I must persevere
I must persevere past the urge to slap the waitress on the ass. I wish I had persevered to wash my hands first, for now she has a hot sauce hand print on her butt. Even though I think it's funny, her boyfriend/bouncer decides to punch me then throw me out of the Hooters. I must persevere past the wounds sustained from this altercation.
I will persevere. At least until I pull my dick out at an Applebee's again.