Bob had been working at the top of a towering skyscraper for years, but it had never gotten old. He loved the fast-paced environment of the bustling office, and the camaraderie he shared with his colleagues.
One day, as Bob was joking around with his colleagues, one of his colleagues jokingly pushed Bob, he leaned a little too far back and stumbled. As he flailed to regain his balance, he fell out of open.
With a gasp, Bob felt himself tumbling backward, his arms flailing as he plummeted toward the pavement far below. Panic set in, but even as he fell, he managed to turn his head and give his colleague the middle finger, screaming "Asshole!" with all the breath he had left.
It all happened so fast that Bob barely had time to register what was happening before he hit the ground with a sickening crunch. The impact was so hard that he felt the pain radiating through his entire body, but even as he lay there, broken and bleeding, he couldn't help but feel a sense of grim satisfaction that he had managed to get one last jab in at the colleague who had accidentally pushed him.
As Bob's life slowly slipped away, he couldn't help but reflect on how quickly things could change. One moment, he had been joking around with his colleagues, and the next, he was hurtling toward his death.
But even in his final moments, Bob refused to lose his sense of humor. He knew that he would always be remembered as the man who fell out of a skyscraper and gave his colleague the middle finger on the way down. And somehow, that thought brought a smile to his face even as the darkness closed in around him and he said his last words: "Fuck you idiot.".
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