a snow of butterflies : texticity

by Tomorrow's Man

March 01, 2004

Only In Wisconsin

If I ever needed a sturgeon to the face to remind me where I've moved.

At the bar. Order a drink. Talk to the bartender. Great lady. Sit, drink. Get to witness this:

Patron sidles up next to me, orders a drink. Asks the bartender, "Hey, are you allowed to drink while you're working?"

The bartender, only in Wisconsin, replies, "No, absolutely not. The boss is right there, and we can't drink on duty.

"I can only do shots."

As I watched her pour three jiggers of Bushmills then launch one third of them down her throat, I thought, I have to write this down.

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