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| - The Vig bribes me to write 5 star reviews... There, I said it. I'm a fraud.
They bribe me with all kinds of shit. They bribe me with the best manager in town. *Thomas S is also amazing but he knows that...* Seriously, Pam is amazing. They are so lucky to have her.
Tucker, the owner, bribed me by singing the sweetest sound I've ever heard: My name. He thanked me for being loyal. For being a fan of their brand. He explained their thoughts as they developed the place. Cool guy. Amazing spot.
They bribe me with delicious food and beverage. Sure, I have to pay for it but, when it's this good, it feels free.
They bribe me with douchebaggery. The people here are so full of themselves, AND I LOVE IT! When I was a younger man, I wanted to see and be seen. When I'm older, I'll want the same. But right now I'm cool to watch. Mostly, you guys are douche bags. It's true. But it's not a bad thing. You look good. You have nice cars. Own it.
They bribe me with "scene"... I always. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I'M. THERE. KNOW. I'm in the right place. No place in town I'd rather be...
They bribe me with lighting only "the gays" could appreciate. I'm gay, so it's ok.
They bribe me with Bocce ball. I win. I lose. it's fun.
Amber W is super mad at me for writing this review after only one visit. But I know the Vig. Uptown. Arcadia. Whatever. It's the place to be.
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