1) Mystic2) Christine's Bar
3) Playboys
So anyhoo...Slow night for the Pub Crawl group. I am pretty sure that at least a couple of captains were spending the evening in recuperation mode. The Don and I decided that it was our duty to make sure that at least a few bars got counted tonight. After meeting at JJ's we ran into a friend of mine, a goodfella on his last weekend here. He bought us a shot of Tequilla each to show respect for the mighty crawlers.
From JJ's we headed down the road to Mystic. A live band was playing. They were pretty good. A bit too liquid though. Each song they played seemed to have a different line up. The singer and guitar players seemed pretty interchangeable. We found Paddington sitting out front by himself. His Mangina was bothering him and the loud music seemed to cause it to act up pretty bad. Paddington was waiting on some lady friends to come and say hello. When they arrived he began to chat a bit with them. Pretty girls, but ones that know they are pretty...know the type? He was trying his best (which isn't that great) to hit on these girls. Then along came their "boys". One of them Stepped right in front of Paddington and started chatting with the ladies. Major cockblockage! he he he...
We Strolled to Christine's Bar next. Nothing much to speak of other than the hot little school girl bar tender (see picture). The music was crappy and the toilet was a bit odd. Somewhat like one you'd see on the Enterprise.
Playboys was next...SLUSHIES!!!! Yeah! Paddington spent the evening trying to hit on some bartenders. They were cute, but spoke almost zero English. He was pretty sure he was getting someplace with them. Even told us that they wanted to talk to the Don and I, but I am not into Juicies.
Paddington needed to follow the gals to the bar that they were at. The Don and I walked him to the S Club. But did not stay. We dropped him off their and pointed out where his lady friends were sitting. They seemed to have plenty of company already, so the Don and I bailed.
Decent night overall.
That was the most blatant example of CB'ing I have seen in a long time. Back in the day those fellas woulda been picking their teeth off the pavement. But alas, we are older and wiser now, and not as apt to punch some douchebags in the face. Poor Paddington. I think I saw one of those deli number takers at the S Club. You know, in order to queue all the dudes who wanted to talk to the ladies. Paddy took a ticket, but I think he's still waiting for his number to be called.
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