There is something to be said for my generation, more specifically those of us who aren't the type to pay money to enter a club where unless you're of age the chances of you having an actual good time are greatly reduced. Those of us who invite friends over and get drunk in the comfort of our own homes know how to be people. The others. Those pawns in the rat race that is growing up in the new america don't appreciate what lies in front of them. AJ's Sports bar/Club in tallahassee has an outdoor deck that is commonly used as a night club, now, while that club is separated by a blockbuster, and a major road in here in town, I can hear that fucking thing every night as I try to either write or sleep. The urge for me to throw a fucking grenade into that place rises every night. The only thing slowing me down is not knowing where I could procure one. Clubs are vastly overrated, why sure, I will pay $6 for a drink I can make my self at home for $2. $100 for a bottle of Grey Goose? What a bargain! Now, I'm not saying we should all become hermits and just drink ourselves into oblivion by ourselves on a tuesday afternoon. no. I'm saying think long and hard next time you're at a club. Why are you there? Are you having fun yet? Ladies, having a guy mash his groin and you grind on him what you call "dancing" is really just a thinly veiled metaphor for sex can't be a rousing night for you. Can it? If it is start your career in porn now. Guys, paying for everything sounds so awesome right? a $8 cover if you're under 21 (maybe $5 if you're over) then paying far out the ass for drinks when you know you'd rather be drinking beer is so much better. Somewhere future senators are paying $8 for a jager bomb and another $6 for Shanaynay's Long Island Iced Tea. We're fucked.
Ma-Halo
-BNew
you'll never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy
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