Thursday, February 23, 2012

Short story


The bar is dimly lit with, sports and alcoholic advertisements on the walls. Not the cleanest bar, one of those some would call “a hole in the wall”. The smell of booze and fried foods in the air, it is kind of loud with people talking over the music. Patrick walks in; he is kind of a regular going to this bar about 2 or 3 times a month. He sits at his regular table and orders himself a Labatt blue, his beer of choice. While sitting and enjoying his beer after a long week, one patron who is there about every night approaches him, Patrick cannot stand this fellow. The man is very drunk and ends up spilling Patrick’s beer all over him. He had to go home and change his clothes, deciding to stay home ending his night early.

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