Me: You just give the bartender your order. Her: ... Me: It's really pretty easy. Her: *leaves*
Party fowl.
About six drinks
It's not EU, it's me
They both got their fur low.
I want to know her secret
Because it was ripped.
Waiter: Don't ask me. I only laid the table.
Motorist: I was only following orders.
I'm ready to partiem with my perdiem *sorry, not a dad, and the bar tender didn't laugh either
I'm sorry, we don't serve food here