BarJedi

Member since July 2008
Signed off 2 weeks ago

BarJedi

Male, 108 years old - Pasadena-ish, CA

About

so there i was mixing libations like a lobster pinching liquorice ropes for lookie-loos at the lunch wagon, and i could hear myself quoting old movies... "of all the gin joints--" "Another shot" rings out and i grab the jagermeister and hightail it over to the this dame like a dime-store working girl. i put on my usual charm, smile and call her 'Doll face.' she just winks and says "In case you diddn't know, my name's Felicia" in a voice so husky it could pull a dog sled. of course she was... Felicia. she had a name that rolled off the tounge like angels helpped you say it. she had legs that walked around like the room... well, like legs. As i made some change, i glanced over my shoulder just in time to see her give me a look that could melt a frozen margarita from across the room, and i thought... "it's gonna be another one of those nights"