This morning I woke up in a great mood because I suddenly had acquired an ass like Kim Kardashian, a winning mega-millions lottery ticket in my hand and I was the wife in a polymorphic relationship with Damarques Johnson, Jose Aldo and Dan Hardy. Then I looked around the room and realized that not one single bit of that was reality. My world immediately crashed down upon my head and I began to drown my 'life is so unbearably sucky' sorrows in a gallon of cookie dough ice cream and then washed it down with a bottle of Sailor Jerry. In the midst of my own personal pity party, I started reading an article about Harold Howard pleading guilty to charges that should only belong in an episode of 21 Jumpstreet. Look, if you think your life is in the crapper, just read what this guy has gone through. Its like a real life version of The Wrestler. Howard is best known for his wacky backwards, cartwheel-esque kick at UFC 3 and landing no where near his opponent. Howard ended up addicted to painkillers for fight-related injures...and basically lost his mind. After the addiction, he was hit by a car, attacked his wife and faced assault charges. Shortly after the domestic altercation, he lost his job and had to move in with his sister. That's not all though, earlier this month, Harold pled guilty to aggravated assault in an incident where he attacked his sister and nephew with a claw hammer and then led police on a chase that ended with him crashing into the side of a casino. Tragic, but I guess Harold was right; If you're coming on, then come on. Props to the UG for the pic.