I am under the belief that a bar in my town imports bartenders from places beyond. If you ever have the displeasure of visiting my little berg, there is two things you will notice almost immediately: 1.) There is almost nothing to do but drink. 2.) The women have bodies like Queen Latifah and faces like Steve Buscemi. That is truth. It is law. With one exception... the bartenders at our one bar are incredibly smoking hot. The place itself blows but the women there are amazing. There is no possible way they live in this town. Behind the counter stands Eva Mendes serving me drinks as I stand beside a rhino-woman with a body like a washing machine and face like a pack mule.
