Our Bouncer is a gentleman of muscle and guile. His patience has limits. He will check you at the door.
The Tavern gets rowdy visitors from time to time. Some are brain dead and some soul dead. They attack customers and the bar staff and piss on the carpets. Those people will not be allowed in anymore. So... Be Nice..
Reminds me of the 'Smart Lady' comment on my recent vacation in Switzerland ;-)
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Aye. We can take just so much of nature's blessings. :)
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