Feb 06, 2006 09:44
I always hear the term "Fighting Irish", so I decided to go to an Irish bar this weekend. I punched one out, and no one cared. I guess they all were too drunk to care.
It could have been because it was a waitress though, and who cares if a dumb slut goes down for the count anyways?
Later on, I talked with some of the men there about only having one arm. Seeing as they were all drunk, I managed to bring them down to the train yard and lay their left arms on the track. I had a prior engagement, so I had to leave.
The one armed army must grow! Visit your local train yards, you assholes!