thats how it went: drag ass start up... then the place just plain blew up and it felt like it kept getting busier as the night went on. between summer, rodeo, and the storm that blew through we shouldnt have been surprised. so we muddled through till we woke up and did we ever, well one of us did anyway. no fights that i could see in the building, even though we did have some cranky people at one point. and only the usual amount of stupid in the club.
speaking of stupid - when i ask for your I.D. cause i see you drinking with great big permanant ink marks on the back of your hand, DONT give me the one with the scratched up, altered, and barely legible military i.d. card with the hand covered with black ink and tell me you're 21. while its not surprising sometimes that they're gonna try it, at least use some intelligence when you do it. and if you get caught - own up to it. you screwed up, you take the blame. besides... ITS A FELONY YOU DUMBASS!
almost enough to make me start drinkin again... almost
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