Kansas Crimson

ousdahl wrote: ↑Thu Aug 08, 2024 7:46 am Man.

So this place!



(Does anyone even care about dive bar reviews any more?)

Review to come!

60 years in the making…

BiggDick wrote: ↑Fri Nov 01, 2024 11:43 am So the bumble babe drags my bones to this costume party at this fancy cocktail bar. Not really my scene, but I’m a sport. Besides, best holiday of the year.

we're doing couples costume both dressed as skeletons btw. And before the end of the night she’s determined to make precisely 206 puns about it. That’s the kind of humor that cuts me right down to the…uh, organs.

We’re waiting for a spot to sit down at the bar. Finally, another couple leaves. Their bill is still sitting on the bar when we sit down. Shit’s crazy, only two bartenders on a busy party night. Go figure management lacks the brains to actually staff on a night like this, instead running on a skeleton crew. It takes a while to get the bartenders' attention.

Finally she makes eye socket contact and one comes to take our order. The bartender shakes them up and just puts them in front of us, says cheers, and keeps scrambling. I’m sitting there with my wallet out, ready to pay. I didn’t have any pockets so I had it just sorta wedged in the elastic waist band between my hip and my hip.

We sit there and enjoy our drinks and realize, he never asked for payment!

I notice my wallet is just kinda sitting there next to a signed check book. Did the dood think we already paid? Either way hey’re too busy to notice if we just walked right away.

She says it’s the kind of thing that wouldn't get under her skin. I admit I lack the nerve, just too honest to do it, and leave some cash, tho in a way I hope the bartenders might just throw it in the tip jar.

Eventually my date says she’s ready to cut the jokes and just go home to bone. She asks if we got to 206 and I say even if we didn't it's a good effort and close enough.

She does that self-conscious thing chicks like to do, and asks if I like her puns. I affirm, yea babe, I think you're actually quite humerus.

But yea...so would you do it? Would you just walk off without paying for the drinks? Or do you not have the guts?

Overlander wrote: ↑Fri Nov 01, 2024 12:28 pm

BiggDick wrote: ↑Fri Nov 01, 2024 11:43 am So the bumble babe drags my bones to this costume party at this fancy cocktail bar. Not really my scene, but I’m a sport. Besides, best holiday of the year.

we're doing couples costume both dressed as skeletons btw. And before the end of the night she’s determined to make precisely 206 puns about it. That’s the kind of humor that cuts me right down to the…uh, organs.

We’re waiting for a spot to sit down at the bar. Finally, another couple leaves. Their bill is still sitting on the bar when we sit down. Shit’s crazy, only two bartenders on a busy party night. Go figure management lacks the brains to actually staff on a night like this, instead running on a skeleton crew. It takes a while to get the bartenders' attention.

Finally she makes eye socket contact and one comes to take our order. The bartender shakes them up and just puts them in front of us, says cheers, and keeps scrambling. I’m sitting there with my wallet out, ready to pay. I didn’t have any pockets so I had it just sorta wedged in the elastic waist band between my hip and my hip.

We sit there and enjoy our drinks and realize, he never asked for payment!

I notice my wallet is just kinda sitting there next to a signed check book. Did the dood think we already paid? Either way hey’re too busy to notice if we just walked right away.

She says it’s the kind of thing that wouldn't get under her skin. I admit I lack the nerve, just too honest to do it, and leave some cash, tho in a way I hope the bartenders might just throw it in the tip jar.

Eventually my date says she’s ready to cut the jokes and just go home to bone. She asks if we got to 206 and I say even if we didn't it's a good effort and close enough.

She does that self-conscious thing chicks like to do, and asks if I like her puns. I affirm, yea babe, I think you're actually quite humerus.

But yea...so would you do it? Would you just walk off without paying for the drinks? Or do you not have the guts?

This story got super unbelievable right after the mid way point.

jhawks99 wrote: ↑Fri Nov 01, 2024 12:07 pm Could not do it. Pay your tab, tip your bartender.

BiggDick wrote: ↑Fri Nov 01, 2024 2:48 pm Kinda surprised no one made the joke about how by the end of the night she had 207 bones in her.

BiggDick wrote: ↑Fri Nov 01, 2024 3:19 pm I’m tempted to just say, hey overlander! Quit being such a needledick!

But, in case that’s not taking the high road, let me instead just say…I once again am flattered that you guys think my posting is so sophisticated as to employ literary devices.