So I'm at tigerheat and I am in line to get a drink
The broad of a bartender looks at me and says
"you've had enough to drink"
anyone who knows me, knows that means WAR
I put on my queeniest face, look that skank up and down,
cock my perfect eyebrow
"Don't act like you don't need my $2 tip, I know where you live"
her jaw drops to the floor
I say "you know what, I'm over you and your bad drinks"
I go to the bar across the way,
tell the bartender I want 2 drinks,
and the world is whole once again
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Damien Rice; "The Blowers Daughter"