What started out as an experiment with filters has mutated into a Gothic Western Adventure series. Advertisements
This night, you guys. If any unbalanced, heavily intoxicated perverts from Louisiana ask, the big, muscly bartender and I are very happy together, okay?
A customer just flounced through the door, slurred, “When they dug up King Tut, he was wearing a solid gold cock ring,” and sashayed back out. It… Read more “Born in Arizona, Moved to Babylonia”
Customer: “Do you have a boyfriend?” Me: “No.” Customer: “You’re single?! OMG why?!” Me:
Who says I’m not patriotic?
Considering that I have the Montrose Forge listed on my profile as a place of employment, it’s weird that Facebook keeps asking if I’d like to write… Read more “Advertorial”
Tonight, I had to tell a customer that I would not sniff his leg. Who has boundaries? That’s right, this guy has boundaries.
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I bought this pretentious desk sign years ago but could never find the right place for it. Turns out, it makes a fabulous paper towel dispenser.