Indeed, we did.
A gift card to that bar.
Since neither Pinky or I drink and their menu does not feature frozen rats, we gave the card to long suffering hubby.
:)
Le’ sigh...
You won, then why did you not simply assert your Queenly authority, the Divine Right of the Redhead, and tell the bartender “Get your satchel ass down to the town hall, grab a liberal and bring him back. The snake hungers.”?
You’re slipping Sal ;)