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Briar's TicTac Neck Crack thread had me cracking up. I got to thinking about some my more memorable bar days.



Buddy and I sitting in a prety rough bar after work one day. Guy next to my buddy drops a rose, the likes of which would wilt flowers. Next thing, my buddies outside launching all the good beer he had been drinking.



Bar known for crazy stunts; guy rides Harley in, guy rides a horse in, two guys walk in with a large hornet nest in a clear plastic bag.



Guy used to bring his schnauzer in, set him on a stool and give him a dish of beer and hot sausage.



Picking up women: Buddy and I sitting in a bar, nice chick comes in, we both vye for her attention, he wins as usual, couple days later and he's grabbing the flush valve.



Reason to know where all the exits are, when you recognize your friend's thirteen year old sister.
 
There was a dog patiently sitting outside the local tavern waiting for his master. My buddy had the great idea to tie the garden hose to his collar, send the dog in and turn on the hose. That livened it up in there. :D





I like the bees, that's funny:D
 
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I like the bees, that's funny:D



Actually, these two guys hit a couple of bars that night. They would walk in holding this "bomb" up and say "give us a drink or we'll open the bag". All in good fun. I saw this nest though and it was huge. I could not even imagine working up the nerve to put a clear plastic bag over it and cut it out.
 
I prefer southern bars, the ones I've been in up north have been quite unfriendly for a variety of reasons. :D

Worst, but funniest, bar experience ever: The Barrel of Fun Saloon in Rochester , NY, which at the time was a strip joint/clubhouse owned by some bikers I'd rather not name. It was a chilly November Saturday night, in spite of which there were nearly 100 motorcycles out front and around to the side. Some goof from a rival club burst through the door, screaming about the cops being on the way, and just as quickly disappeared. (they never did find him, never were sure exactly who he was)

I was sitting at the bar, and not having heard him, I watched in amazement as the place exploded around me. The front doors got torn partly off the hinges in the stampede to the parking lot. The commodes were overflowing with illegal substances, a few baggies came surfing down the hallway. :D . The strippers were in a panic, none had city licenses, none could get dressed as fast as they had stripped. The whole place was shaking with the noise of all the bikes, trucks, and cars taking off at once. (I'd driven my Camaro that night, it was safely parked 2 blocks away)

When the pandemonium died down, it was just me and the bartender still there. Just looking at each other, with our grins getting wider and wider by the minute. I got quite a few free beers that night. No cops ever did show up. Nobody came back that night. After the pharmaceutical salvage operations:D we set about repairing the front doors, and left at 11:30 p. m. to enjoy the fruits of our spoils. :p
 
Good one Briar. Re: unfriendly bars. I prefer redneck bars over yuppie bars. Biker bars scare me. Sometimes you can't win but a CAT or a STIHL hat or something similar helps:rolleyes:



Thought of another time. New Years party in a "long hair" bar. Renegade band playing away (no affiliation which was a no-no at that time). Everyones pretty much shot when the drop ceiling came down from the beat but the band played on. Everyone brushed aside the rubble and partied on.
 
Ah,,,,,,,,,Those were the days,,,,,,,,,,,,

Partying with with a MC club up in PA at one of the local bars, haveing a good time playing our version of paint-ball with the squirt mustard & ketchup bottles, when some clown outside goes to leave and comes richochetting off the VP's ol'lady's scooter and then crashes through the plate-glass window into the bar. NOT A PRETTY SIGHT! Thought she was gonna kill the dude cause he broke her new custom tail light, but they finally got her calmed down. The clown said he hadn't got used to the shifter & brake being opposite on his Triumph. :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
 
a little secret

Most "biker bars" shouldn't scare anyone, particularly rednecks like us. I do know what you mean, though. I've never had a problem, have always, always, always been treated with kindness and to a rousing good time, each and every time. Of course, I never wore any "colors" , never did care to. Last biker bar I was in, the chief of police of a good-sized Kentucky town was seated next to me, and we were buying each other beers. And he had his wife with him. Cross-section of people from all walks of life... it does take quite a bit more dough to buy a righteous scoot now, than in the old days, when a rougher element was more predominant in such places. Gut instinct, follow it. If it looks rough, and you got a gut feeling, :D don't go in.
 
Horse and buggys

Where I live there are alot of amish. We have some younger ones as members of our fire department (3 of them own CTD Rams:eek: ) Now, you guys all know that firemen dont drink alot:rolleyes: , and theres nothing funnier than a drunken amishman.
 
Me and my bud

Me and my Bud walked into a Biker bar down in Ark one day. The whole bunch started giving us dirty looks. Finally the Bartender asked "What do you guys do for a livin"?. I told them I was a truck driver. He just looked and said "Oh". And My Bud said "I am a Taxidermist". The bartender said "What the He!! is a Taxidermist?"

He said "I mount animals". The bartender hollers"Its OK guys,he's one of us!"
 
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