and, yes, that stool belongs on the floor, for fuck the tender blod-clot theif, lest his diverticulitis is up for another asymptotic venture to curb his bleeding mug on the bar.
Quote from: trix on May 12, 2014, 06:03:19 AMQuote from: LuciferX on May 12, 2014, 04:06:39 AMQuote from: trix on May 11, 2014, 11:42:06 PMZeno disputes the check, belaboring the point that he still thinks they were given more than they were ever going to order.
Reminds me of the barstool experiment:
...and then the bartender picks up a barstool and beats you and Zeno to death with it.