hog n heffers
I went to this crazy bar last night, hogs and heffers, literally a 1/2 blk from my work. Brooklyn and I are going there every friday after work. There is a huge heffer above the bar with a million bras hanging from the pig and ceiling. We had hard hats and snipped ties to the right on the ceiling. Apparently if you come in there wearing a tie it's over. No mercy for the white collar guy. It's a crazy mix of bikers, working stiffs, tourists, & construction workers. The girls behind the bar are all wearing bikini tops and screaming out on their mega phone for the bitches to come up on the bar and dance. The musice is really loud mix of country and classic rock. Everyone waz singing along and dancing. This old guy John had a white beard down to his belly with a CP30 action figure about 6" long thru his earlobe. Quite impressive. He took a liking to my friend liscka, heh.
I feel like I earned a new jersey and brooklyn accent last night hanging out with all these old fire men. People kept asking me where I was from, heh. It's like tom when he's drunk with the drunkin irish/english accent, but worse. These firemen had just all come from the funeral for two of their brothers that had died in a fire just last week. They were all decked out in their suits with the cute little officer hats. We had fun dancing with the fat old guys. Pretty funny. We ended up going out to late nite diner on 14th st at 8th Ave, which I don't even remember it's name. They played old RunDMC and cheezy hip hop...it was great. This guy who just won 60K treated us all. I stumbled home and up the five flights o' stairs and passed out. Today is all about chillin and getting some shit done that I have putting off since i moved. Time to find my roller skates : ( I hope.
I feel like I earned a new jersey and brooklyn accent last night hanging out with all these old fire men. People kept asking me where I was from, heh. It's like tom when he's drunk with the drunkin irish/english accent, but worse. These firemen had just all come from the funeral for two of their brothers that had died in a fire just last week. They were all decked out in their suits with the cute little officer hats. We had fun dancing with the fat old guys. Pretty funny. We ended up going out to late nite diner on 14th st at 8th Ave, which I don't even remember it's name. They played old RunDMC and cheezy hip hop...it was great. This guy who just won 60K treated us all. I stumbled home and up the five flights o' stairs and passed out. Today is all about chillin and getting some shit done that I have putting off since i moved. Time to find my roller skates : ( I hope.