cheating, manipulative bird-brains used to getting what they want from meatheads
Yeah, so I had a run-in with these cheating, manipulative, bar-top dancing bird brains in Doc Hollidays Saloon in in New York's East Village. It went something like this (all yelling over loud music):
Sach to Bartender: 2 shots of Jameson!
Bartender: Excuse me?
Girl dancing on bar shouts to bartender: 2 shots of Jameson! No! 4 shots of Jameson!
Sach: What? 2 shots of Jameson!
Girl dancing on bar: 4 shots of Jameson! 2 for you and 2 for me and my friend! 4 shots of Jameson!
Sach: Who's paying for the other two?
Girls on bar: You are!
Sach: Fuck you!
Girls: No! Fuck you!
I walked away. Without shots. We left the bar.
Sach to Bartender: 2 shots of Jameson!
Bartender: Excuse me?
Girl dancing on bar shouts to bartender: 2 shots of Jameson! No! 4 shots of Jameson!
Sach: What? 2 shots of Jameson!
Girl dancing on bar: 4 shots of Jameson! 2 for you and 2 for me and my friend! 4 shots of Jameson!
Sach: Who's paying for the other two?
Girls on bar: You are!
Sach: Fuck you!
Girls: No! Fuck you!
I walked away. Without shots. We left the bar.
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