The Last Bar I Was Tossed Out Of
Well, here’s what I was wrong about: not only did I go to Welcome To The Johnson’s last night, after the charity ball, in a suit, ridiculously drunk, but I pissed off the bouncer, got in a fight with him, and was forcibly ejected. Really, it’s the only way to enjoy the place.
Oh. I like this game.
The last bar I was tossed out of was Beauty Bar. I can’t remember why, which probably explains itself. (I think I was with Krucoff but I can’t remember exactly.)