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[u_r_damn_sheep]

Hey, morons, I might be the bartender, but that doesn’t mean I remember what the hell your regulars drink. It’s your damn job to remember that and there’s too fucking many of you whiny, prissy idiots for my liking.

Tell me what your damn order is before you run off to play magical-dress-up-prince-charming or whatever your spiel is this week. I’m not a damn mind-reading butler.