With your abundance of seating (mostly old, worn out couches that might have been found on the street), flattering lighting, enviable juke box, sound beer selection and grungy men, how could I do anything but fall in love with you.
Kitsch done right.
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Wait! What!? You love The Brain? Holy Jesus, I had no idea. How have we never spent time together at this slice of heaven? Whoa.
[My Word Verification is dmnsux, which would be license plate language for "Damn Sucks," which is awesome.]
Rud
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