Tuesdays are brutal. You’re dead into the week. Monday overflow. Not quite humpday. No real celebration…unless you build in a spontaneous trek to the Zoo Tavern. Now we’re talkin’.
Champagne of Beers plus darts? Check.
Broken skee ball that only supplies three balls? Check.
Beat up ping pong table? Perfecto.
Big Buck World? C’mon people, this is just flat out violent. Let’s talk gun control…right after I take out 10 of these damn sprinting rams.
Take THAT Tuesday.