After fits and coughs of dying like a old character actor in silent films, Ray's on East Wash has finally bit the dust.
From peaks of cool clubness to the valleys of dive barification, it has been a downhill slide.
If he had just knocked out the wall and merged with Red Letter things might have turned out different.
I can't get a bartender to stir my drink with his penis anymore.
Bars, wine, beer, cocktails, drunken escapades
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