2006-04-10 ~ 6:14 a.m.

I Love This Bar

"Don't you have a leash for her?"
"A shock collar. She's just a wild girl."
"Don't you worry about her getting hurt?"
"We keep an eye on her, she can't get in too much trouble."
"My friend just bit her tit. Is that normal?"
"Yeah, that sounds like her," her boyfriend replied...

I get into conversations like this a lot. It's the product of living in a 24 hour city that has a million 24 hour bars, and the time that I get to use these bars usually being between 4 and 6 AM. That's a special, special time in a bar. I've seen and heard the darndest things. I'm pleading the fifth on the rest of the senses.

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