“Hi Al, did you miss me?”
“With every shot so far…”
‘What’cha thinking Al?’
‘If I wanted you to know what I was thinking, I’d be talking and not thinking’.
At the nudie bar...
Where the music stinks and they water the drinks. The nudie bar.
Where the girlies dance in their underpants. The nudie bar.
Where you see their butt and their trap stays shut. The nudie bar.
Where you can look at a thigh and blacken an eye, at the Nudie Bar.
Where the beer gives you gas but the Bundys kick ass... at the Nudie Bar.