...and a bottle of rum
It's Fleet Week in San Francisco. Hundreds of Navy boats moored in the harbor, and thousands of sailors wandering the streets - loud, tattooed and very drunk, they fill the bars. They shout out to each other from across the street when they see someone they shipped with in the past. They drink gallons of beer. They watch football on TV and get very excited, and have another beer. They are surrounded by a billowing cloud of young girls, drinking their beer and blowing in their ears. Thousands of them.
I would love to be able to say that they're all in white, with their cute little hats and ties. They're all in civilian clothes, though. A shame.
Drunken sailors in a San Francisco bar. As Yuval said, it's like a bad movie script.