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Closing Time See Comments. Actual Blog therein. Make Women Female Again |
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Haven't we all been there at one point in time during our lives ..... At the bar looking to 'get lucky' and our standards diminish the closer it gets to closing time? I suppose we ought to be an equal opportunity employer here and attribute this to all 3,826 genders.  The time of night is certainly a factor, as is the amount of alcohol consumed and the number of options to choose from. I'd wager the vast majority of us don't go to bars anymore looking to pick someone up or to get picked up, but I'd also wager the peanut gallery can relate to what I'm talking about. Roger that. Wasn't there even a country & western song about this? Hang on while I do a Google search. Yep - Found it ...... 'Don't the Girls All Get Prettier at Closing Time' ..... By Mickey Gilley and released in 1976. Yikes  That was many moons ago!It sure was ... A mere 48 years. Again, I suppose we have to extrapolte this out to all genders and not just 'Girls'. Jeezus ... Can you even refer to the female of the species as 'Girls' anymore? The revisionists might want the name of this song changed.  What was that Bob Dylan song .... 'The Times They Are a-Changin'.Make Women Female Again
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2/22/2024 5:45 am |
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Don't forget Sam and Dave Hold ON, I'm cumming
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i know of several very happy marriages that started as pick-ups in bars!
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I, for one, like to be referred to as "girl"  Mickey Gilly and Urban Cowboy.....those were the days 
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I remember how crowded the college bars were in the 70s. It was wall-to-wall people. Drinks spilled on you, pushing and shoving to get to the bar and order drinks. The women-to-men ratio would never make a betting man smile. I rarely stayed until the last call, but when I did, I'm sure I overestimated the available prospects as well as overestimated my ability to perform. An incident occurred in one such crowded bar that left a lasting impression on me. I was in the middle of the place, finished a drink, and by the entrance, I saw a friend and moved towards him to get out of the crowd. As I slowly moved towards him he pointed at me and laughed hysterically. I was confused and when I reached him I said. WTF are you laughing about? He then explained to me that a fight had broken out at the far end of the joint and when that happened it was like a wave towards me. He said I just kept walking and he saw about 10 different people trying to hit me with fists, bottles, even one chair. He said it was as if I had a force field around me , protected with some superpower, and it was so funny because I was walking without a care in the world. He then pointed and said, "Look! " I turned and sure enough, the whole place was a mess of bodies smacking each other. As the chaos started approaching the open hallway where we stood, we both now laughed and headed for the doors, hearing the many sirens approaching.
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