Only in a Bar ...

[Dravyk]

So I was out tonight at my favorite pub with Electra. First time in a waaaayyyy too long 4.5 weeks. And it's the Saturday night right before Halloween.

So we go in and there's a bunch of folks wearing outfits. And the bartender has on a headband with three feathers in it (made of construction paper). He goes "woooowooowooo, I'm an Indian. Get it? 'Chiefs'?" The name of the bar. Yeah, ok, we get it, pour us a drink

So I ask, is there something special happening tonight? Is it costume night? He said, nope, they're just coming in that way. Ok, fair enough, pour down the pint.

Anyhow all night long they come in, maybe 70% of all the folks end up in costume. Two guys as Superman, and Daisy Duke (woo, she was hot, too!), Magnum PI, Donald Trump (I walk up to him and tell him he was fired.) and a bunch more.

Anyway, there was this one guy in there with probably the most interesting costume, of a little jockey riding a giant yellow "rubber" duck. Talked to him once during the night in passing. Later in the night I go to the men's room, and he's there in there in the next urinal, doing his thing. Big ass yellow duck and rest of the costume on the ground.

I stiffle my laughter. Briefly. Then after a few moments I turn to him in the other urinal and I say ...

"Ever hear of the movie 'Black Hawk Down'?" And he smiles and goes "Yeah?" And I scream:

"YELLOW DUCKIE DOWN!"

And we both crack up. ... Just one of those things that can only happen in a bar.