Male Pattern Bonding

If Jay’s Cocktail Lounge were a country club, some butch chick would’ve taken the bar to court by now over its weekly Men’s Night promotion. But we’re all grownups here, so let us respectfully request that you lovely ladies leave us alone for one goddamn night a week, ’kay? Is it so much to ask for the opportunity to talk about tools and butt chests in peace?

Uh, okay then, well, we’ll just play a couple free games of pool, then slip out without telling the guys, ’kay? Tampons? Uh, sure. We’ll make a pit stop at Walgreen’s, ’kay?

’kay. ’kay. Sigh. Luv ya.