Fook, whit?
Oct. 9th, 2003 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seethingheathenI want to shoot Yahoo! in the head. I get those little mail alerts five minutes or so after I've read the bastarding message.
Anywho. We went out to someplace called Jackson's Grill or sommat for dinner and drinks, and at the door, they scan driving licences that look suspicious. Okay, well, I do not have a Colorado driving licence (hello! on holiday!), and apparently my UK licence looks a fraud. Yeah. So, the door-idiot scans it through the scanner. It doesn't scan. Any ideas why? Here's one: Different countries, different systems?? Arsefucking bamstick of a door-idiot.
He says: Do you have a passport or something? Yes, fuckwit, I do. I am not in the habit of carrying it to bars and pubs, cos if I lose it, I'm in a bit of a mess. After much badgering and wrangles (tee hee!!), I get in. I managed to convince said Arsemonkey Fuckwit of the Year Door-Fucking-Idiot™ (not that he fucks doors, although, maybe he does) that I am indeed me. And I am indeed old enough to drink. I am 24. Angela was nearly pssing herself laughing at the whole thing.
Back home now. Good stuff.
And the bar did not have Drambuie. They had Dewar's. Which is fine. I reckon. Fuckers. Who the fuck doesn't have Drambuie?
Anywho. We went out to someplace called Jackson's Grill or sommat for dinner and drinks, and at the door, they scan driving licences that look suspicious. Okay, well, I do not have a Colorado driving licence (hello! on holiday!), and apparently my UK licence looks a fraud. Yeah. So, the door-idiot scans it through the scanner. It doesn't scan. Any ideas why? Here's one: Different countries, different systems?? Arsefucking bamstick of a door-idiot.
He says: Do you have a passport or something? Yes, fuckwit, I do. I am not in the habit of carrying it to bars and pubs, cos if I lose it, I'm in a bit of a mess. After much badgering and wrangles (tee hee!!), I get in. I managed to convince said Arsemonkey Fuckwit of the Year Door-Fucking-Idiot™ (not that he fucks doors, although, maybe he does) that I am indeed me. And I am indeed old enough to drink. I am 24. Angela was nearly pssing herself laughing at the whole thing.
Back home now. Good stuff.
And the bar did not have Drambuie. They had Dewar's. Which is fine. I reckon. Fuckers. Who the fuck doesn't have Drambuie?
