seanquixote

I went to the Brass Monkey on friday, a small bar across the street from where I live. It could have been the Absinth or someone slipped me something but I kept seeing things. There were two drunk girls at the end of the bar. At one point one of them fell backward off her stool into a table of these uber arian looking people. She just kind of thrashed around under their table for a bit with no one helping her, not even her friend. She eventually managed to climb back up to the bar on her own but it seemed to take for ever. I wanted to help her but I had 'the fear' real bad.

Later I swore I saw this Japanese girl soaking wads of bread in water and pitching them at the front window. I even heard the wet sloppy thunk against the glass. I stood up and yelled at the bartender a couple of times and tried to tell him what was going on. My friend Rick calmed me down and walked over to the window but there was no bread.

One of the arians jumped up flailing his arms at one point like he was being attacked by bees and his friends had to drag him out of the place so I don't think it was just me.