21 PBR Salute

I’m at the bar, servin drinks, fun show, all friends, great bands, everybody’s drinking. Except for me, of course. Keepin it classy. Anywho, guy gets up on stage, makes an announcement. Grab your PBRs. We’re gonna go outside for a 21 PBR Salute. Toast the demise of the PBR bar. All the guys come up to the bar, get their PBRs, ready to shotgun em. The PBR bar is our outdoor summer bar. It got closed down, for a couple reasons. But I ain’t goin into that now.

The booker comes back twenty minutes later from his PBR escapade. You know that guy with the long hair, was in here?  Yeah, I say. Well, he’s outside. Chugs his PBR, with all the other guy’s doin it. He gets half-done, starts puking. He pukes four times. We’re all laughin. Another guy goes to take a picture of him, he starts puking too.

Oh that’s great, I say. The perfect toast to the PBR bar.

Vomit all over.

From my heart to yours,

Clint Curtis. Bartender.

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