Last night I went to a bar. The bar's name was Popcorn, and it kind of reminded me of The Contented Cow in the way of atmosphere. However, as far as I know the Cow does not have country western night every 2nd Wednesday or mint beer that tastes like mouthwash. In the center of popcorn last night, about 5 people clad in the likes of blue jeans, large belt buckles and cowboy hats line danced to country music, making well executed, rhythmic clicking noises with their shoes as they shuffle-stepped. There was also a random guy with thick rimmed glasses, not dressed like a cowboy, who blankly stared at us the entire night from across the room.
以上です
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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