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HARDCORE himself (thats me)
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Hey true believers, I dont know where the fuck I was last night, but where ever it was I recommend it. They had one of those cheesy bar games with the ladies that will get naked for a 1$ if you can solve a puzzle drunk. They had darts because nothing is quite as exciting as sitting three feet away from a drunk guy lobbing sharp metal spikes. My good buddy drew from ADC (rock ooooon!) invited me out for some beer. It was a very nice cheers type bar where everyone knows your name ... well not my name cause I ain't ever been there before, but I answer to Hey you so it all worked out. The bar was a nesting area for the skag, an off shoot of the skank family, distant genetic relative to the slut. The skag combines all the best qualities of the female population, with the unfortunate weakness of bar ass with the eventually metamorphosis into busted skeezer at
any rate I drank a few every, one was nice , we played some black jack
, got into a pissing contest over who could do more push ups , stared
at a bar tenders cleavage for 25 minutes with out blinking . And finally
being kicked out an hour or so after last call. I may have also found
a new mascot for the bars page, Ill let you know. HARDCORE NOTE... |
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