Satan Is Real, Working at Quarters The Tiki Bar.

I hate you demon liquor.

And I hate the night that I think of B. Night, you suck.

And I hate rain.

And I hate spins by former bar managers, and running into former bartenders from the Demon Establishment.

Gonna turn off my phone now and hope for the best, that I didn't embarrass myself too fucking much, which I probably did, and oh, well.

At least there's that ArtDude.