Damn, what an afternoon so far! With the stereo repairman tying up the bar trying to repair our stereo system and the plumbers running up and downstairs taking care of the ladies' room toilet situation, it's enough to make a normal man scream. Add to the mix the usual lunchtime crowd, enjoying their drinks and their daily banter with MEAN GENE, and the scene falls just below the chaos level. Then to make matters worse, a surprise visit from the Health Inspector has me doing a dance on eggshells. I'm doing a mild panic here because I got voices coming at me from all sides, from the stereo guy trying to explain speakerlogic, the plumber trying to explain the coefficient of toilet bowl water pressure, and the health inspector talking about sanitizing paper strips. I felt like the girl in the movie
"The Exorcist", where her head begins spinning 360 degrees!
Luckily it all seems to have worked out. The music is now up and running, the toilets are flushing properly and we passed our inspection. So now I am in a good enough mood that I can actually enjoy the
PHAT FAT TUESDAY BASH tonight!
Speaking of which, don't forget about tonite!
PHAT FAT TUESDAY BASH!6pm-close
$1 Bud/Bud Light Mugs
$3 SoCo/Lime Shots
$4 Hurricanes
Plenty of beads and wifebeater tees!Come One, Come All!
MARDI GRAS, THIRD AND LONG STYLE!!NUFF SAID
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My last night drinking till the end of Lent, with one or two exceptions. I expect you to be there, Swanpippy.
-Mr. T
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