Quote Originally Posted by greynotsoold View Post
My friend came over last night. When he got here, my dog was standing by the door, waiting for somebody to open it so she could run away from home. There was a pile of beer cans in my living room bigger than Ricardo Lopez. I had my right shoe off and was scratching my foot with my left hand. My right hand was over my left eye, my nose was pressed against the computer monitor and I was watching either a Jose Napoles fight or a Rose Tattoo video.
And he asked me if I wanted to go to the bar and have a few shots.
So was there any talent at the bar?