Nobody has time for creeps.
Time to get a little fancier with your cocktails.
"If dudes could stop trying to kiss our female bartender's hands that would be great."
Cheers! Proost! Salud!
One Smelly Pirate Hooker cocktail, please.
While talking to a guy: “Ugh, I’m just so sober…” “Oh here, let me buy you a drink.” “Aw, thank you!”
"I'll have a beer." There are many, many types of beer.
Everyone remembers their first time at a bar. Whether they were 17 with a fake ID, or they actually waited until they turned 21, it's relatively exciting experience. It's like when you don't have to sit at the children's table for holiday dinners anymore -- you finally get to play with the big kids.
L-E-G-A-L. That precious, five letter word will change your life forever.
If there’s one thing we all know (but often try to deny), it’s that college is basically it’s own little universe. It’s that beer-drinking, bar-hopping, Cliff Notes-reading, coffee-chugging “safe haven” between the comfort of your parents’ home and that place everybody calls “the real world.” And unfortunately, we all know that “real world” is much less exciting than MTV moguls would like us to believe.
If there’s one thing we all know (but often try to deny), it's that college is basically it’s own little universe. It's that beer-drinking, bar-hopping, Cliff Notes-reading, coffee-chugging "safe haven" between the comfort of your parents' home and that place everybody calls "the real world."