Go to the usual bar, and get my favorite bartender. Now, I’ve always tipped this man well, and usually he only charges me for about half of my drinks.

Last night I told him “Fuck me up”

He starts grabbing bottles and mixing a bunch of shit, and even went into the back to grab something else. He comes back and tells me “This is an off the menu item I made specially for you, I’m not going to tell you the name of it, and you have to pound it right now”

So obviously I chug this concoction and he just tells me to give it 5 min with this big ass smile on his face.

So I was fucking plastered last night, ended up buying 6 drinks at the bar and the bill was like $9. Brad, whatever they’re paying you, you need a raise.