20 drunken girls come stumbling in 20 min before closing the bar, and ask for 6 flaming lamborghinis, 15 jager bombs, 3 jugs of sangria, a round of rainbow shots and two pints of a draft which just needs a keg change. My manager says serve em’. Kill me now.
-Leo
Worst feeling ever!
ughhhhh
Reblogged this on SoshiTech.