Big Dog Saloon

I love this place! I had a few hard days and had to relax. I'm locked up in this crazy custody battle and my kids are crazy. Her mother, my stupid ex, fills her heads with all kinds of lies! I went over the parking lot to the VFW to remove the edge. The VFW was totally brilliant. Technically, I'm Veteran. I went almost a month boat camp in Mayport in Jacksonville (hoorah! . My ankle swelled up and I think I had like a sine thing that went on so that I was released honorably and sent on my way. It was her loss. I told them so much and they agreed, but at the end of the day, Uncle Sam is also a b*tch of bureaucracy as my grandfather said. So I kicked it up and got into my zone in the VFW. I exchanged war stories with some mit vests. I might have exaggerated and some freedoms. Yes, I might have placed a tade, but most of these Sh*t were pretty accurate. Apparently, the guy I was talking to, Rodney, Black Hawk Down, had seen me completely. I was constantly banned from all VFWs, which is totally bullsh*t. Fun Fact: You really don't communicate too well so if you're forbidden from a place, you can still go to another and they 't recognize you. What I like most about the VFW is that you can smoke inside. My second wife, Margarie, hated when I came home from the VFW reeking of sweet, cool cigs. You know what I told her? Semper fi! She didn't get it. Once you have served, you will get this look. We call it the thousand yard star. It's like you're looking into space and you can't even see what's ahead of you. As you can't see the trees because you're too busy watching the forest. That's how Margaries heard nagging. After I was asked to leave the VFW, I mocited over the parking lot and found Big Dog Saloon. It seemed appropriate because I myself was a big dog. Some of my friends even called me Big Dog. In the boat camp, that was my 'tag', as they say, on accounta my wardrobe is quite composed of big dog clothing. The quality of the Big Dog clothing is only rivaled by the designs. These guys are really on something and they speak my language totally. Comfortable enough, I went on a Wednesday to Bid Dog, which is one of two of their BOGO Specials. That's for a purchase. So, what's half of twenty? You're doing mathematics! The cocktails are nothing to write at home, but it worked well because I prefer the classics. I like my mixed drinks like my rock music classic. I like Led Zeppelin mostly. Some of their later things are much appreciated. John Bonhams Live Drum Solo in Moby Dick is incomparable. They allow smoking on their terrace, which is quite bad. It turns out that they actually do karaoke... not 1, not 2, not 3, not 4, not 5, not 6, but 7 nights a week! Between this and the Big Dog thing it was like a sign of God that I had found my Mecca. My own private Idaho. In Florida. For Big Dogs. A place for big dogs to roam free, because we cannot be tamed. That was what I told my ex-wife, but she didn't understand. I was in the middle of the song Whole Lotta Love and this guy started pummeling everywhere. I'm not sure what he had eaten, but it looked like he was just squirting blood. Speaking of food, this place could use something of it. How many chips can a person eat? It's not essential. I need a Pb