After I took red's, fitz's, and lode's money at the pool table. I'd lose to K.C. in the bar's mud wrestling pit on purpose.
i'll bring my NYT and read in the corner while sipping on some scotch. i'll chat about the economy, go over peoples heads with what is going on for sure....throw my scotch down and order a new one and continue to grab the asses of the girls who walk by
i did get yelled at for bringing the newspaper to the bar last time i was home. my cousin thought it was stupid. i didn't have scotch though. but when i do win the money from people at the pool table, i'll surely have enough money to get scotch and be the creepy guy
I'd be late to the party as always. I'd get a big bottle of beer from the bar and go smoke a doobie, then I'd play "spot the hermaphrodite" with someone.
you've got to be kidding. no REAL hippie would ever call an american style boozorium anything other then hell. now gb and those colonies that stayed with the empire style 'public house', not that's another matter entirely. i've only been to that one in victoria b.c. and a pretty good imitation of one in portland oregon. but really i can't think of any good reason why i'd want to be there at all. nope, i'd be livin in my little shack out in the erb patch. only reason i'd come to town to ride the trolleys. now a good hippie type restaurant, you know one of those all organic all locally grown with their own made up recipies and stuff kind of places, i'd by in the back dw'n and or back up cooking. well i suppose if your boozorium had a live band, i just might be playing reeds, brass, or electronic keyboards too. ha, and bussing tables between sets or something. =^^= .../\...
Ha ha Fitzy is the creepy guy! I'm more comfortable in smaller groups, so I would try to find a group of three or four people I like and hang out with them. With any luck I could kinda move from small group to small group, but that never actually works out very well.
I'd sit, have a beer, and watch how awkward all of you are as you try to socialize in the real world. Then I'd watch a couple of guys get into fights over some of the girls, and laugh my ass off at them.
Id be half naked, dead drunk before any of you arrived (because I will have been drinking since Sun rise) and nodding out on the front steps. In the snow.