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Raymond Barrett12 said:Television - Marquee Moon
Oh, absolutely...
I get these moods where I just want to melt my brain, so I'll throw on stuff like:
PiL - Albatross
Liars - This dust makes that mud
plus a handful of other tracks that basically feel like a pleasant kind of torture, as long as they stay under ten minutes.😬
Here’s a quick rundown of the absolute chaos that went down after I finally walked away from all that love, peace, joy, flowers, allergies, and whiskey by the riverbank and headed straight into the gritty heart of downtown:
1) A super awkward run-in with some BBB-ovac guys (yeah, them) who I was actually being pretty nice to, only for them to start badgering me with some random stick while yelling, "Where are you even from? You clearly aren't happy with how the game ended!"
(A little creepy if we're being honest, though I guess there was a weirdly charming vibe to it in a twisted sort of way)
2) This heartbreaking life story from a sanitation worker who fled his hometown and now lives in Sisk, but pulls night shifts as a trash collector in Washington, D.C. He laid it all out for me over some depressing bamboo—you know, that Rugar mixed with "enriched depleted uranium" Sky Cola stuff.
3) The undeniable fact that once you've basically cemented your system with whiskey and beer, the only thing left that can actually sober you up is... well, anything else.
Ronald Gray96 said:The ultimate dream list featuring our favorite forum regulars (aka Nicholas Perez33):
1. Nicholas Perez33 works at some chemical cleaning plant.
2. Some band called The Mustaches played a dive bar in suburban New Jersey, but get this—they weren't actually The Mustaches, just some Gypsy tribute act (!) featuring a drunk guy who kept stumbling around on stools and falling over constantly. And wouldn't you know it, Nicholas Perez33 was right there in the crowd. 😁
Oh my god! Wait, did you maybe have that second dream because I mentioned I work at that bar in Jersey where we play The Mustaches?
Or is that just a wild coincidence? Also, check this out:
http://www.sanjarica.aureldesign.com All-time Greatest Lyrics from American Rock Legends:
1. There’s nothing that doesn't exist — Bruce Springsteen
2. With the scent of freshly brushed teeth, we'll drive the ants away — Nirvana
3. One day I won't be here, and I'm never coming back — Guns N' Roses
I’m totally out of the loop here, so what actually went down with that "just let go of the reins" thing?
Honestly, s/t is such a mindless option, it’s almost better than being completely clueless...
My vote? Jack Nicholson
Man, I seriously wanted to make it out, but I’m stuck working this late shift at my construction bar in the afternoon and my boss told me I can't even clock out until 10... so... does it actually make sense to show up around 11 since the venue's website says the concert kicks off at 8?
ugh.. damn this crappy pub and the soul-crushing reality of being an emancipated adult in this life😠
Since we’re already on the topic of barflies, I might as well give you my top 5 absolute legends from my workplace—the ultimate "Top 12" list of cheapskates and heavy drinkers, American style.
1.Matan (He’s had about 7 beers—low stakes); loves watching women on TV, but the second he sees someone with shaved legs, he just shuts down.
2.American(6 beers, tea spiked with rum)—this guy actually killed two people once.
3. Ljigav Stublić over at Allianz (4 beers, one shot of whiskey)
His classic line? "Don't wear your apron like that, you're showing your ass." To which I always tell him: "Look, it’s tied in the back—you're seeing it regardless, aren't you?"
4.Marijan(6 beers, drinking straight out of a crate): if you spit in his egg, you're dead meat.
5.The Boss aka Željko-Žac aka taliban (5 beers, weighs about 330 lbs, smokes three packs of Marlboro Coffee/Bavaria/whiskey)—ugh, honestly, words don't do him justice, you really have to experience the man to believe it.
Come on, admit it, you're all secretly jealous.
😬
Anyway, one of our waitresses is leaving right now, so if anyone's looking for work, hit me up.