I may never get proper bar service again...
I walk in to "new chicken behind the bar" day at my local watering hole (I said Hole) and tried to be nice, really. Nice, elf! Wow, how fucking skinny can you be and still survive? She has a weird lower lip thing as well, like she needs to spit. Kinda bitchy so what the hell... she ain't going to make the week. (game on) "Damn Baby how much you weigh, 82, 83 pounds depending on whether you swallowed??" No beer for me, come on the tap ain't that heavy... She looked puzzled. (game over-forfeit)
Damn!
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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