A Shoe In The Ass

I am so frickin annoyed. There is something goin on with my left sock.  Maybe it’s not my left sock, maybe it’s my left shoe. It’s rubbing. It’s all I can think about. What can I get you?  Damnit, my damn shoe.

Some baseball player said, I always like to play with some minor ailment. Cause then I’m focused on that, instead of the game, and that helps me play better.

I’d like to take my left shoe and shove it up that guy’s ass. See if he appreciates that ailment.

See how good he plays then. With a shoe in his ass.

From my heart to yours,

Clint Curtis. Bartender.


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