Topic: LUV2'S NEIGHBORHOOD BAR...GRAND OPENING! | |
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I have a story to tell. We went to play at Club 42, an Irish Pub in San Francisco(not sure if its still there), and as we were unloading our gear onto the stage, I noticed there was chicken wire in front of the stage. I didnt really say anything, although I thought it strange. We're hitting our second set, and everyones drunk as hell on Guiness Beer, and Irish Whiskey, and dancing at the bar,(they wont stray so far away from the bar, to go to the dance floor )All of the sudden all hell breaks loose! Three, maybe 4 men, and a couple of women, are BRAWLING on the dance floor! Beers are flyin, bottles are flying, Guiness Beer pint glasses are flyin, and people are flyin! At that moment I realize why the chicken wire is in front of the stage. The band immediately stops playing, and suddenly the club owner appears onstage, and hes yelling, in a thick Irish accent,"What the hell are ya's doin", I reply, "Sir, someone is gonna get killed out there!". He looks me straight in the eye and says,"My lass, if your band quits playin everytime theres a fight in here tonite, you wont be playin at tall". Oh, I almost forgot, they all quite fighting and immediatly starting hugging each other, and dancing, like nothing had happened! True story! I love having a bar! Now I can tell all of my crazy stories! Very cool tale. If you didn't know what the chicken wire was for then you obviously never watched "RoadHouse" with Patrick Swazye when the Jeff Healey band played. |
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No judgement here but Irish coffee on Saturday Morning. I have to stick with tradition and wait till Sunday Morning. My grandmother was Irish. She taught me to like people and cook with Irish whiskey. My grand mother was Polish and she taught me to love Perogie, Gwumpkis, and Halushki. God, I miss real ethnic Polish food. Sigh....Screw it! I will spring for a round on the house....but, you gotta raise your glass to toast your grandmother. Salud! Nosdrowie'!!! Ohhhhhhhhh, its gonna be a fun day! |
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I visited the birth place of my grand mother in Ireland. I told a few people that I was here to find some of the people that knew my grandfather. In no time at all. The Pub was filled with people that knew my grandfather. For three months I meant more people than I have in many years. In the pubs in Ireland they do not fight in the pubs. I visited most of the grand oldest pubs in Ireland. I can say that a drink in Ireland can last the whole day.
We have three pubs here in the Springs. They all know each other. The food is remarkable indeed. The people that go there are just wonderful. I have not seen any fights brewing there. I think it must be only in some places. True enough Irish do help others, and are indeed kind. Bless the Irish, and all that like St, Patrick's Day. |
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Hows about a neked lady straight up with a beer on the side!! You will get drunker faster if you start drinking more. I didn't write the rules. So....drink. |
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I have a story to tell. We went to play at Club 42, an Irish Pub in San Francisco(not sure if its still there), and as we were unloading our gear onto the stage, I noticed there was chicken wire in front of the stage. I didnt really say anything, although I thought it strange. We're hitting our second set, and everyones drunk as hell on Guiness Beer, and Irish Whiskey, and dancing at the bar,(they wont stray so far away from the bar, to go to the dance floor )All of the sudden all hell breaks loose! Three, maybe 4 men, and a couple of women, are BRAWLING on the dance floor! Beers are flyin, bottles are flying, Guiness Beer pint glasses are flyin, and people are flyin! At that moment I realize why the chicken wire is in front of the stage. The band immediately stops playing, and suddenly the club owner appears onstage, and hes yelling, in a thick Irish accent,"What the hell are ya's doin", I reply, "Sir, someone is gonna get killed out there!". He looks me straight in the eye and says,"My lass, if your band quits playin everytime theres a fight in here tonite, you wont be playin at tall". Oh, I almost forgot, they all quite fighting and immediatly starting hugging each other, and dancing, like nothing had happened! True story! I love having a bar! Now I can tell all of my crazy stories! Very cool tale. If you didn't know what the chicken wire was for then you obviously never watched "RoadHouse" with Patrick Swazye when the Jeff Healey band played. Nope, I missed that one, but I did see "Dirty Dancing"!! Oooooooooo la la! Man I wish those tight polyester "Angel Flight" pants would come back in style. They really accentuate a mans thighs. Ya thighs! |
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No judgement here but Irish coffee on Saturday Morning. I have to stick with tradition and wait till Sunday Morning. My grandmother was Irish. She taught me to like people and cook with Irish whiskey. My grand mother was Polish and she taught me to love Perogie, Gwumpkis, and Halushki. God, I miss real ethnic Polish food. Sigh....Screw it! I will spring for a round on the house....but, you gotta raise your glass to toast your grandmother. Salud! Nosdrowie'!!! Ohhhhhhhhh, its gonna be a fun day! That seriously made my penis uncoil. :) |
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Edited by
Mikey117
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Sat 08/20/11 10:12 AM
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Hows about a neked lady straight up with a beer on the side!! |
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WAIT A FN MINUTE!!!!!!
You NEVER watched "Road House"...one of the definative flicks of the era? (Super cheesy yet still cool) Dude........You gotta do something about that. |
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Is this a good time to point out that I'm Irish & Swedish.
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Is this a good time to point out that I'm Irish & Swedish. |
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I visited the birth place of my grand mother in Ireland. I told a few people that I was here to find some of the people that knew my grandfather. In no time at all. The Pub was filled with people that knew my grandfather. For three months I meant more people than I have in many years. In the pubs in Ireland they do not fight in the pubs. I visited most of the grand oldest pubs in Ireland. I can say that a drink in Ireland can last the whole day. We have three pubs here in the Springs. They all know each other. The food is remarkable indeed. The people that go there are just wonderful. I have not seen any fights brewing there. I think it must be only in some places. True enough Irish do help others, and are indeed kind. Bless the Irish, and all that like St, Patrick's Day. These wonderful people, would not let us stay in motel rooms, Ohhhhhhhhh noooooooo, they would put the whole band up in their homes. So we were like family immediately.Thats what Irish people do, within 10 minutes of talking with them, if they like you, your family! They also REFUSED to let us pay for meals or go out to eat! We sat down and had dinner with them, the whole time we were there. And they also REFUSED to let us pay for any of our drinks. We grew to like Guiness Beer very much, so much so, that I can remember being so toasted by the third set,(because they would never let our pint glasses get empty) that I could barely remember the words to songs, THAT I HAD WRITTEN! And as if that wasent enough, they also paid us handsomely. We got a flat fee + part of the bar ring(which in there, you can imagine, was huge)+ part of the cover charge at the door. So not only was it wonderful, we made good money there! What more could a band ask for? |
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Is this a good time to point out that I'm Irish & Swedish. Irish & German Stud, Watch out Ladies Mikey's on the loose in the forums.....lol You always put a smile on my face |
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Hows about a neked lady straight up with a beer on the side!! You will get drunker faster if you start drinking more. I didn't write the rules. So....drink. <--------sipping her Grand Marnier I was kidding Krupa. You really DONT WANT to see me naked , unless you need a good laugh! |
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oops i dropped something I`ll help ya pick it up. I`m right behind ya. Can I have a Jack & Coke please? |
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rara777
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Sat 08/20/11 10:24 AM
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oops i dropped something I`ll help ya pick it up. I`m right behind ya. Can I have a Jack & Coke please? Chitt, I`m double posting and I haven`t even got served yet. |
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No judgement here but Irish coffee on Saturday Morning. I have to stick with tradition and wait till Sunday Morning. My grandmother was Irish. She taught me to like people and cook with Irish whiskey. My grand mother was Polish and she taught me to love Perogie, Gwumpkis, and Halushki. God, I miss real ethnic Polish food. Sigh....Screw it! I will spring for a round on the house....but, you gotta raise your glass to toast your grandmother. Salud! Nosdrowie'!!! Ohhhhhhhhh, its gonna be a fun day! That seriously made my penis uncoil. :) |
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Hows about a neked lady straight up with a beer on the side!! Down Mikey, down! Good boy! |
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WAIT A FN MINUTE!!!!!! You NEVER watched "Road House"...one of the definative flicks of the era? (Super cheesy yet still cool) Dude........You gotta do something about that. Did he just call me "Dude?". <---------runs to the bathroom to check her genitalia Oh thank goodness, I thought I might have grown a penis, and failed to notice it! |
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Is this a good time to point out that I'm Irish & Swedish. Irish & German Stud, Watch out Ladies Mikey's on the loose in the forums.....lol You always put a smile on my face |
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Edited by
luv2roknroll
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Sat 08/20/11 10:44 AM
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oops i dropped something I`ll help ya pick it up. I`m right behind ya. Can I have a Jack & Coke please? See, Jade said yesterday there werent many cute guys in here yet, and I told her, just give it time, we're new in the hood. And look...now we got tons of cuties including frn12345, Tazzops, Rainbow Trout,Krupa, Mowtown, Ese,Mikey, and now Ed.......damn what a line up!! Woooooooooo Hoooooooooo, and some hot ladies as well of course! |
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