
Then I start getting Hot Neck, and we have to leave before Hot Neck tells me to do something I'll regret. For those of you unfamiliar with Hot Neck it's kind of like turning into the Hulk except without purple hot pants. Do yourself a favor and go to the original bike-friendly bar named after a German term. Zeitgeist ain't fancy, but at least they're not uptight. So there!
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That is such a pity. Beer and brats is a killer combo, and the indoor bike parking is sweet. What kind of assholes would be rude to some of their first customers--customers that show up on a sunday afternoon no less? The answer is of course stupid assholes. That's what kind. Fuckin' jerks!
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