Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Roaring 20s,

Has it occurred to any of you young wipper snappers that you and grandma have something in common? Happy Hour.
Happy hour is the perfect bar promotion for people who have eaten dinner at 3:30pm and now want to go out on the town. Bar owners set pricses for happy hour just right for those on a fixed income. It allows you to get your drunk on and be home in time for a rerun of Monk or Matlock. And, for those who think "Ahh there's nothing good on TV anyway," you can be on your way home before dark.

What I am saying is that happy hour is the drinker's early bird special.

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