is there anythong worse

[Suttree]

than walking into your local and seeing a new bartender...fucks sake

[oettinger]

Hello there Suttree, welcome to the board.

I guess it depends on how much you liked your old bartender.
Did the drinks get weaker, not fast enough, not very talkative, there`s a lot of things that can go wrong with a new BT.

What`s wrong with your new one?

[Artful Drunktective]

than walking into your local and seeing a new bartender...fucks sake

Did your old BT quit or was it their night off?

I get ya...I get ya...we like the familiar faces who knows what we want. The positive way to approach this is to understand that the new BT also has to start from scratch with new clientele which also has to suck. Now I assume as a respectable drunkard, you aren't the sort of patron that every BT can't stand...loud, obnoxious, overly-chatty, ordering annoying cocktails, bad tipper etc. I would imagine once the newb discovers how easygoing and charming a local regular drunkard like yourself is, you will probably be their new favorite patron and will take good care of ya. It could be a win-win for all.

Good luck to ya! And to the new BT! Please report back and tell us your experience.

[Nausea]

How bad, exactly, can thongs get?

[Badfellow]

Thongs? They can get impacted, stained, soiled, shredded, mutilated, diseased, infested, combusted, congealed, warped, twisted, soaked, putrified, petrified, skankified and have been known to cause occasional chafing.

[Badfellow]

than walking into your local and seeing a new bartender...fucks sake

Could be worse. Imagine walking into your local and seeing the bartender replaced by a robot.

[DrunkinEurope]

Thongs? They can get impacted, stained, soiled, shredded, mutilated, diseased, infested, combusted, congealed, warped, twisted, soaked, putrified, petrified, skankified and have been known to cause occasional chafing.

I thought you were busy growing garlic, among other things. When did you have time to become a Thongology professor?

[Badfellow]

I thought you were busy growing garlic, among other things. When did you have time to become a Thongology professor?

Of course, being a drunken garlic farmer isn’t my full time job. I also teach Thongological Studies at the local community college.

[Artful Drunktective]

I thought you were busy growing garlic, among other things. When did you have time to become a Thongology professor?

Of course, being a drunken garlic farmer isn’t my full time job. I also teach Thongological Studies at the local community college.

I took that class. Good times.

[Badfellow]

I thought you were busy growing garlic, among other things. When did you have time to become a Thongology professor?

Of course, being a drunken garlic farmer isn’t my full time job. I also teach Thongological Studies at the local community college.

I took that class. Good times.

Was that Forensic Thong Theory? Or the anthropology course in pre-Colombian Brazilian wax artifacts?

Asking for a friend named Borat.

[Savage]

Is there anything worse? Yes.
There always is.

Imagine going into what used to be your favorite fine drinking establishment, and seeing your most favorite bartender in the whole world, the one you would trust with your life, the one who knows where the bodies are buried--in a manner of speaking...of course, ha-ha.

Big fat Harry. Big fat hairy Harry. You love him like the brother you always wished you had. He greets you, and slams together your favorite drink. You are a bit puzzled. Harry does not have a shirt. His stoat-sized chesticles wobble as he moves up and down the bar. You are confused; perhaps a bit frightened, but hey! This is Harry. Then he turns around.

Dear God. He has no pants. Only a tiny little thong, not quite covering--by a couple of feet--his fur-clad buttocks.

And now you know: There is always something worse.

[oettinger]

Hairry was his name though

[Badfellow]

. Only a tiny little thong, not quite covering--by a couple of feet--his fur-clad buttocks.

You’re giving me post traumatic thong disorder.