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Too Smart For The Sissies |
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Written by Grouchy Joe
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What has happened to the T-Rex Pub?
I was sitting there the other night, sipping my pint and swapping
stories with my friends when this woman came up to me with a basket
full of roses! At first I thought that she was some sort of Hari
Krishna love-spreading hippie, trying to cheer up people that don't
need cheering, but she didn't give any of us any flowers. We all stared
at her and waited for her to give us one, (except for Bob Takahashi who
had had too many pints and was having a nap on his folded arms on the
table). Then I realized that she wasn't handing them out--she was
selling them!
Now I ask you, what kind of a pub sells flowers?!?
C'mon, we all know the answer to this one. Sissy pubs sell flowers!
I don't go to a pub to buy flowers. I go to a pub to drink beer!
Is there no place left for men to be men? The next thing that you know
they'll be selling makeup in the men's room, or they'll start letting
those guys in plaid skirts into the bar!
I'm not stupid. It was pretty obvious that the T-Rex Pub was turning
into a flower shop right before my eyes. And I wasn't going to sit
around and watch it happen. I stood up, smashed my glass on the floor,
yelled "I'm no Sissy!" and walked right out the door.
You've got to get up a lot earlier than that to put one over on Grouchy Joe!
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