
So...after a while, there was a shift change and then we had a lovely leatherneck named Sandy schlepping the beers. Then Neums decided that it would be fun to do the unscrewed salt shaker trick so that I would be the unsuspecting victim of his prank. I totally got punk'd! Boy was my face red. Oh wait, that might have been sunburn. My bad. But the joke was on us--Sandy took away the salt shakers as punishment! It wasn't until we ordered snacks that she let us have them back.
Shannon and Deb were enjoying the beers as well.

All in all, the night was a success. Although I wish Shan and I had stuck around to check out the Sportsman's next door instead of trying our luck downtown...but we did get to take a trip down memory lane on the 16 bus. Just like our days at Argyle!
1 comment:
Them are some mighty big beers. Why dont' they serve them like that out here?
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