I'm m23 and few months ago I was at a nice bar in Toronto with my boys and I saw this really hot girl. Decided to shoot my shot and we spoke and danced for a bit and I offered to buy her a drink and she gladly accompanied me to the bar, when I got there I was like can I have a beer and whatever she wants. She promptly says can I get 4 double shots of 1942. Thats like $75 a shot for a double of 1942 and I was like wtf and she said there for her friends and patted me on the back. When the bartender came back I slapped a $10 bill on the table and told him she'd be covering the shots and walked away. She was pissed and yelling the normal insults lol.
Well it turns out my mom works with her and they were talking and my mom showed her a picture of me (god damn it mom!) and she instantly recognized me and remembered my name and told my mom about what I did. My mom then called me and said I'm a huge asshole and told me to send her the cost of the 4 drinks which was like $325 with tips.
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A bar in my town used to host live bands all the time, until one of the neighbors complained about the noise. It turns out the zoning rules didn't allow them to have live music and they almost got shut down. The bar owner read over said zoning rules and notices that the wording forbade them to have live music indoors... but they could have it outdoors. So they moved the stage to the patio section, where it would be even louder for the neighbors, and still be legal.
They still have live music sometimes, but not nearly as often as they used to. Don't want to push their luck, I guess.
So, let me preface this by saying that while Iβm not a βdog person,β I understand how important peopleβs dogs are to them and Iβm not inherently against dogs. Dogs are fine and I even like them in the proper time and placeβwhich isnβt a restaurant or bar.
Near where I live, there are numerous breweries (and this also applies to some extent to restaurants too). In any given day, youβll go to a brewery and there will be 7-10 dogs in the brewery. This isnβt just limited to the outdoor patio, it inside too. Iβve seen dogs ON tables, fighting, defecating on the floor, barking loudly, biting at children, and in one instance nearly knocking me off a bar stool trying to get to some dropped popcorn. Iβve even seen waitresses cleaning up after a dog and not washing their hands before continuing to serve food.
Putting aside the obvious sanitary issues, to me it is incredibly rude for you to think that your dog is important enough to inconvenience the others around you that are
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Kind of like in A Bugβs Life, they fly in to the vents and go to an all-Ghost speakeasy.
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Watching the live broadcast. Hopefully Lightfoot concurs
The bartender says, βHey! Arenβt you the rope that I just threw out?β
The rope replied, βNo. Iβm a frayed knot.β
Shot him twice in the neck.
I'm (25M) from the UK, but it's a tradition with my old secondary school (also known as high school, that term is quickly becoming more popular here) to have "unofficial" reunions.
By unofficial, I mean it's usually just some classmates from school who organize the thing on Facebook.
With my school, the reunions would always take place at this nice bar in my town centre. It's a very popular bar here, but the previous owners went to the same school as me so they had an understanding with former classmates who wanted to host a reunion there occasionally. So for that day, the bar would always be reserved for the reunion. As I said it's a small town.
Around last year I took ownership of that bar. I own quite a few properties and run my own business, but I thought this property would be nice on the side.
So a few months ago, I get an invite on Facebook for a HS reunion at this bar. This surprised me because they clearly must have been unaware that it's me who now owns the bar. They mu
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"Greetings, comrade." says the spy, but before he could finish his sentence, the Russian says, "I think you are American spy."
The spy is alarmed, but being a skilled, trained, spy, he says, "That is not true! I am the proudest Soviet there is! I can sing the anthem more beautifully than any other man in the country!"
He then proceeds to sing the Soviet anthem, so melodically and beautifully, that everybody in the bar cheers.
"Very good, very good!" says the politician. "But I still think you are spy."
The man continues to keep his cool.
"I am a historian! I can tell you everything about this glorious country!"
He then spends about two hours recounting the Revolution, the Great Patriotic War, about how superior to the Russia is in terms of technology compared to America and makes a great argument about how communism is beneficial to society.
"Amazing! You are skilled!" says the politician.
The spy smirks.
"But I still think you American spy."
The spy is getting frustrated,
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