Sorry I forgot to explain why I brought all that up. I was having a bad day/bad night and just wanted to grab some drinks and unwind. Boom! There he is. I'm cool, I smile, I acknowledge he's there. (I resisted telling all my bouncer buddies about the minor in the bar.) And he...he gives me the look. It was actually not even a look, it was a half look. A half look, and half grab your buddy and whisper something to make your buddy turn around and give another half look, and piss off the little 'pino chick now giving you both the glare of death.

Remember kids, if you ever graze into your local bar and see a little 'pino chick holding a yellow drink in her hand. Nod, wink, smile, whatever, but acknowledge the fact that she is right f-ing there, because 'pino chicks tend to have pretty wild tempers. Usually, that's why they're on Valiums.

Last warning!