This was the moment I thought we
finally killed Soccor Mom. He had
taken a shot by leaning back over
the bar and then proceeded to reel
straight across the floor, off the
edge and land on his head...then
go perfectly still.
Since Vern comes from a
completely different genetic
categoury than anyone I know, we
knew he would be fine. But we
called the medics anyway.
When they arrive, he screams,
scampers under the bar like a cat
that had just been hit by a car, runs
back up the bar and insists on
bartending.
Casey makes the executive
decision to let Vern bartend. I raise
my hands and walk away.
Over the next two hours, Vern pours
two drinks. One of them is a water
and he scooped it out of the cooler
Dawn begins to arrive with XT
Casey then begins DJing and
something happens.
I not sure what happened here
but it was one of those moments
when all of your friends' energies
come together, leaving no other
choice but to climb up on the bar
and point alot.
