Just ask this guy.
Cocktail hour(s) on Friday night ended up at Lucille’s Rockin’ Pianos. Who, by the way, have a horrible website. Anyways, I was seated just behind the pianist’s stool, within 3 or 4 feet. I won’t go into details, but the guy was just generally a dick. Well, after several hours of beers, bourbon, and gin, I had had enough of the schtick.
Did I mention that this guy was a dick? As The Chuck puts it from time to time, he was in line for an old fashioned cock punching. Only instead of that, I put my thumb over the mouth of my full beer bottle, gave it a good shake, and let her rip. All over his back.
It was intensely gratifying.
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Whoops. Apparently comments were broken. No wonder I wasn’t getting any feedback.
On the plus side, there was a dramatic reduction in comment spam.
Posted June 29, 2006 at 7:48 am by Bryan Buchs .