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| - A rather delightful experience, I must say. I rolled in on my ghetto bicycle, rushing in from work to catch the lovely Kate for a semi-walk-in, AND having left my wallet at home. I didn't know what she meant when asked if I wanted scissors or clippers, but it was explained clearly. Chic was on the stereo, it was awesome.
After a pleasant wash, cut, and beer, they let me ride home and return for payment, even though I got a totally lame, republican, haircut. Just a lovely establishment. You shan't regret patronizing it.
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