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Imagine when this is all over.
You walk into the divey-ist of dive bars. The a/c christens your face as the mysteriously pleasant cigarette smoke enters your nostrils.
The sounds of 90's hip-hop and pool balls hitting one another fill your ears.
You walk into the divey-ist of dive bars. The a/c christens your face as the mysteriously pleasant cigarette smoke enters your nostrils.
The sounds of 90's hip-hop and pool balls hitting one another fill your ears.
You grin, knowing you're here to socialize, but more so to drink.
The moderately attractive bartender, Sally, greets you immediately with a warm smile. "Hey honey what can I getcha'?"
You order Guiness and a shot of Jameo. The beer is cold and the shot is thick.
The moderately attractive bartender, Sally, greets you immediately with a warm smile. "Hey honey what can I getcha'?"
You order Guiness and a shot of Jameo. The beer is cold and the shot is thick.
"Hey pal! How was quarantine?" ask's Anthony, a regular who lives downtown.
"Ah you know.. shitty." you reply.
"I hear ya. Fuck COVID-19, 18, and any other fuckin' virus in the history virology. I just about needed a liver transplant bein' holed up in my house for that long".
"Ah you know.. shitty." you reply.
"I hear ya. Fuck COVID-19, 18, and any other fuckin' virus in the history virology. I just about needed a liver transplant bein' holed up in my house for that long".
