This has been weighing heavy on me for a long time. About 10 years ago after I got off of my bartending shift, I went to the BlueHour. The bartender at that time was my friend and he made me some sort of blue gin drink. I don't drink gin. Then I went to Dante's to watch Storm Large sing. I had a couple of beers and I am just not sure what happened! I became a mean aggressive drunk. I have no idea why, but I completely picked a fight with you and your friends. I called you a "fatso" & then "four eyes. Wtf?!?!? It still has me so embarrassed. I am soooooo sorry. My friends still laugh about it. My bad, my very very very bad. I bet you are smokin' hot these days. I also wear glasses now. 💚
I Called You Four Eyes!
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