Hell yes!
I will not pay $12.50 for a poorly made rot-gut tequila margarita!
Viva entrepreneurs!
PS, Ricky Fowler looks to be slumming…
Yeah, I remember those from the 80’s. A buddy of mine had a pair. He had a moustache like that guy, too.
We’d go to weeknight Braves games for, like , 50¢ and fill the Barnocs with Bacardi. One night, they got dropped and broke, so we set them on a curb near Underground Atlanta and watched to see who would pick them up. Nobody bit, except an old, one-legged black woman in a wheelchair who tried to look through them and then tossed them in the gutter.
Good times, good times.
I remember the silver flask in DH’s pocket when we’d go back to PU on Friday evenings for the PU football games on Saturday. Fun times. Out to dinner for lobster on the great buffet at (dang, cannot remember the name of the place). It’s been gone now for at least 20 years. The whole football team used to feed there on Friday’s before the Saturday game.
Hell yes!
I will not pay $12.50 for a poorly made rot-gut tequila margarita!
Viva entrepreneurs!
PS, Ricky Fowler looks to be slumming…
Yeah, I remember those from the 80’s. A buddy of mine had a pair. He had a moustache like that guy, too.
We’d go to weeknight Braves games for, like , 50¢ and fill the Barnocs with Bacardi. One night, they got dropped and broke, so we set them on a curb near Underground Atlanta and watched to see who would pick them up. Nobody bit, except an old, one-legged black woman in a wheelchair who tried to look through them and then tossed them in the gutter.
Good times, good times.
I remember the silver flask in DH’s pocket when we’d go back to PU on Friday evenings for the PU football games on Saturday. Fun times. Out to dinner for lobster on the great buffet at (dang, cannot remember the name of the place). It’s been gone now for at least 20 years. The whole football team used to feed there on Friday’s before the Saturday game.
The racis concert show.
Pedo-stache.
The garage sale price sticker says it all.