Remodel all you want it's still Pukeys to us!
Ok so it's Friday night and it's Beer drinking time.  Baby Dick, Gwen and Myself get togather at Back Alley Bar & Grill AKA Pukey's* at about 8ish and the first thing we notice was all the remodeling that has been done to the place.  I have to say that Pukey's looks really nice, there is a coin-op pool table next to a jukebox with a rather decent selection of music, provided that you don't show up when live bands get there shot at local stardom.  They have a few video games in there to for what reason I have yet to deduce because, when I go out drinking and especially at pukey's, I came to do one thing...Fucking drink!  Seriously when I see those jackasses standing there playing video golf I just want to slap a Clown Shoes sticker on their forehead.  Anyway pukey's now has a counter you can belly up to outside which is nice.  Sadly nothing was done to the restrooms which are still fucking gross.  We had a few beers and a rather interesting discussion about chucking chickens in a wood chipper that caused a couple hose hounds to leave in a huff.  I guess they were probably vegatarian but they looked like they might eat fish. The beers were moderately priced and the service sucked ass so the three of us decided to move the party elsewhere after three rounds. 

With no actual idea of where we were going and a bit of a grumble in 2/3 of our bellies we took off to In-n-Out.  After a couple double doubles we decided to check out the 330 bar next to the West side Brea Edwards...Big Fucking Mistake!  Now I pride myself in being able to drink a beer with friends in just about any location but , this 330 club/bar was fucking Clown Shoes!  Imagine Hollywood with all it's trendy bars and the countless grease balls and plastic princesses, ok now imagine that in the middle of Brea and now imagine that only posers go there.  Now you have a good idea of what that joint was like.  I won't even try to describe what was going on in there or who was hanging out but we only stayed for one drink and then we left.  But, as we were leaving Gwen plops down her empty glass in front of a couple chicks who just happened to make the mistake of sitting by the exit...I just about dropped my glass laughing.  they gave her the nastiest look but unfortunately bit their tounges.  I was so hoping they would say something cause then Gwen would have just gone back and ruined their shit...or gotten her ass kicked either way I would have been laughing for days. 

With Baby Dick at the helm we made our way over to Diamonds Billiards club and had the last drinks of the evening.  Diamonds is a great place to hang out and drink...correction it used to be a great place to drink.  The servers were some of the hottest women in Orange County but that, just like Baby Dicks heterosexuality, is in the past. The place is littered with pretentious Brea kids and they charge too much to play pool which, doesn't really matter cause you have to wait hours for an open table.  Next time i'll just hang out at home with David and let him kick my ass at Soul Caliber 2 or Tony Hawk.  Diamonds blows. Unless you are into over priced drinks and recockulous hourly rates for pool tables, stay away. 

Bottom Line
Fuck Diamonds and Fuck 330 and Fuck those fags at Pukey's that were checking me out.  Oh yeah and before I forget.  I hope you had fun hanging out at the mall MANDA!

* Pukey's earned the name after it maintained a lingering puke smell by the bar for the better part of 2 years.
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