Ahh...nothing better than a "classic" bar moment.
I'll set the scene up.....
Place: Red-neck Bar
People: About 20...including a few mullets, one side pony-tail tube top wearing heroine addict, and one old man that looks EXACTLY like the "bitter beer" guy....
Why was I there: The drinks are cheap
Ok, so Im sitting at a table sipping on my cran-berry and volka with two guys I work with. A guy strolls over to me...I'll call him Mr. Mullet...and starts telling me about his "cover band" called Rockstar. He went off about his 65,000 dollar record deal
And how the singer from Journey was in HIS band (oh brother)
I was bored though so I was fucking with him saying...Gee!! Really!!! Thats cool! I love cover bands! Tell me more!!!
my friends ...(who by now are friggin wasted ...and fueled with rage because the Red sox lost.....AGAIN....!!) they started telling Mr Mullet that cover bands are queer and who would buy a cover bands CD when you can by the REAL bands CD instead.
Then...poor poor Mr Mullet said something that was so "classic" I completely missed my straw when taking a sip...and stabbed my gums....
He said.....for no reason that I can think of.....
"My Ferrari is in my garage at home"
.
It was silent for about two seconds before LOUD drunken laughter erupted from my friends and they fell over each other laughing.
Mr mullet got mad.
ok...wait...here it gets funny I swear.....
Mr Mullet storms out of the bar and I decide to head out too. As we are in the parking lot....who do you think drives past us on a spree.......MR goddamn mullet thats who.
He whizzes by us and I fell to the ground in tears....laughing so hard that no sound was coming out of my mouth....I couldnt breath. The guys....WENT OFF LAUGHING....and it took us a half hour just to get in the car. OMG we were roaring.
So...thankyou Mr Mullet man for that classic bar moment....we salute you and your spree....and your ferrair...that was in the garage.
I'll set the scene up.....
Place: Red-neck Bar
People: About 20...including a few mullets, one side pony-tail tube top wearing heroine addict, and one old man that looks EXACTLY like the "bitter beer" guy....
Why was I there: The drinks are cheap
Ok, so Im sitting at a table sipping on my cran-berry and volka with two guys I work with. A guy strolls over to me...I'll call him Mr. Mullet...and starts telling me about his "cover band" called Rockstar. He went off about his 65,000 dollar record deal
And how the singer from Journey was in HIS band (oh brother)
I was bored though so I was fucking with him saying...Gee!! Really!!! Thats cool! I love cover bands! Tell me more!!!
my friends ...(who by now are friggin wasted ...and fueled with rage because the Red sox lost.....AGAIN....!!) they started telling Mr Mullet that cover bands are queer and who would buy a cover bands CD when you can by the REAL bands CD instead.
Then...poor poor Mr Mullet said something that was so "classic" I completely missed my straw when taking a sip...and stabbed my gums....
He said.....for no reason that I can think of.....
"My Ferrari is in my garage at home"
.
It was silent for about two seconds before LOUD drunken laughter erupted from my friends and they fell over each other laughing.
Mr mullet got mad.
ok...wait...here it gets funny I swear.....
Mr Mullet storms out of the bar and I decide to head out too. As we are in the parking lot....who do you think drives past us on a spree.......MR goddamn mullet thats who.
He whizzes by us and I fell to the ground in tears....laughing so hard that no sound was coming out of my mouth....I couldnt breath. The guys....WENT OFF LAUGHING....and it took us a half hour just to get in the car. OMG we were roaring.
So...thankyou Mr Mullet man for that classic bar moment....we salute you and your spree....and your ferrair...that was in the garage.
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"Heck, why's i gotta go out to a BAR and git charged 1 dollar for every goddamn bud i swaller down. I cun do that ait my humbe abode"