Oktoberfest rules...
After listening to the Oompah music from outside my office window all day today, I go down and have a beer before coming home tonight. It's raingin outside so theb inside is packed. I sit down at the only seat in the place, at the bar next to a seriously shitfaced guy. He's wobbling Around on his barstool, slurring very loudly to everyone he sees. But it was the only seat. I get a beer. He starts talking to me. He starts telling about Desert Storm? Wtf? Then one minute he's a Marine, the next, he was in the Army? Wtf? Then he shows me the Beretta 9mm he actually has stuck in his pants! So basically that's why I'm home early. [img]/images/graemlins/tongue.gif[/img]
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