Mugwump Juice
The bartenders and the managers of Bradley's Saloon in WPB are evil. This is not exaggeration, I think the manager, David, might actually be Lucifer. The other night I showed up to have two beers with a friend and I explicitly told the bartender, "I am just having two beers; I have to wake up tomorrow." I was just there to be social.
The plan went well at first. I nursed a beer, chatted up friends and was having a generally good time. And then...[ominous music, lighting dims, plus any other "here comes the evil person" cliche you can think of]...David walks up to the bar and proceeds to inform us that we need shots. And not just any shots either. It turns out that it is absolutely imperative that he make us a shot called "The Seven Sees." This is essentially the first seven things that he sees behind the bar. Of course, when David makes this shot it is not really the first seven things that he sees, it is the first seven nasty, stomach wretching, horribly vile things that he sees. The end result is something rather unpleasant...think mugwump juice.
Now before you can lecture me about just saying no....I have to go to work.
The plan went well at first. I nursed a beer, chatted up friends and was having a generally good time. And then...[ominous music, lighting dims, plus any other "here comes the evil person" cliche you can think of]...David walks up to the bar and proceeds to inform us that we need shots. And not just any shots either. It turns out that it is absolutely imperative that he make us a shot called "The Seven Sees." This is essentially the first seven things that he sees behind the bar. Of course, when David makes this shot it is not really the first seven things that he sees, it is the first seven nasty, stomach wretching, horribly vile things that he sees. The end result is something rather unpleasant...think mugwump juice.
Now before you can lecture me about just saying no....I have to go to work.
