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| Shim Sham tops this year's list of Santa-friendly
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Bottom of the list- Gold Club, where the previously-promised free entrance and drink tix did not exist, and the manager on duty was a complete dick. I really felt like an ass, standing in front of my 35 Santas who were looking forward to the Gold Club, and being told by the staff that I was full of shit (like I fucking dressed 35 people in Santa suits and made all this shit up just to rip off the Gold Club for two drinks!). To make matters worse, the waitstaff actually followed us outside to complain that we hadn't tipped them anything! I usually tip waitstaff AFTER I order a drink. So, a big FUCK YOU to the Gold Club. We went about 100 yards away to a tittie-bar that invited us in and took good care of us. Also on the SantaCon2001 shitlist is Molly's on the Market. The owner was having a bad time as his dad had just passed away, and we were invited in to cheer him up (and to buy ourselves a load of drinks). He was verbally abusive and physically shoved a girl Santa out of his way. What an asshole. We evacuated Molly's post haste. |
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4am back at the Crow Bar.
"I really love you guys!" |
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| And it's not just the booze talkin'.
OK, it probably is.These photos represent the well-known "winding down" phase of any day-long drinking jag. |
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The following day was dedicated to bloody marys, red beers, and deep-fried turkeys. | |
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