A wee disclaimer is necessary at this point. I'm neither a boozehound nor a barfly. There just happens to be a bar a few minutes from the kid's school, and a couple of days a week I'll pop into the bar 25 minutes before going home tonight, nurse a watered down one dollar diet coke and throw some darts. That time of the day the bar's empty and I can throw darts in peace:
12/50
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