So this guy, good-lookin’, I like to call him GQ, to his face, cause, why not, comes up to my bar tonight, and says, this is probably a weird thing to say, but I LOVE your blog.
Right there, you just got yourself a drink. On me. For making my night.
Hey, come up to me at the bar…tell me you love my blog, and I’ll buy you a drink. Even if you’re lying.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.