angry bartender
eyes frostier than your mugs
are you a drug front
Welcome to the September edition of FBC!
Our starting location this month was Leadway bar, home of salty pizza and a nice empty patio for us to take over. We had a good size group come out which I credit to good weather, weekend moon and Neil Young.
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| The bartenders also don't care if you sit on the ground. |
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| spilling out onto the sidewalk |
From there we headed to The Magic Hedge.
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The hedge is a good place to watch birds and cruising guys but I didn't see either. Then we headed down a narrow, poorly lit and paved harbor path.
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| affection? |
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| bike lights and city lights |
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| affection |
Then it was on to a bar that may or not may not be open!
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| It was open! |
The bartender seemed honestly confused by customers on a Friday night. Also she wouldn't serve mixed drinks even though I could see the mixers in the cooler! We had new people but I forgot to make them drink Malort. I'm not even sure they had Malort.
What did they have?
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| Butts! |
And shortly after that, the bartender decided the bar was closed for the night. I'm sure it was a coincidence.
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