Reflections on the Joynt

Now, my dad is asking for me to take him to the Joynt after the meets...this is a real delemma. I am a legacy when it comes to the Joynt. A 2nd Generation and he was there first, but now it's my place to be. Such a moral clause to ponder...
These are the pretty glasses all clean and ready for beer. and here...you may not order light beer. There's a neon sign that says NO LIGHT BEER. Light beer is for pussies anyway...


The view of the Joynt from the bar. This is THE spot that Becky and I usually plunk our fannies down. Our SPOT. Everyone needs their own spot.
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Yes. And please don't order a Budweiser Select Red Label blah, blah, blah bullshit. Pat WILL roll his eyes at you and the regulars will laugh. A Leinie's or Burghoff will do nicely thank you! 75 cents a tap. Don't get no better than that kids! Hugs! ~B
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