Creepycrawlsf

Kyle — Mon, 04 May 2009 02:18:00 +0000

Three guys walk into a bar on a Saturday night. They’ve exhausted the local scene, so they catch a cab to North Beach in an effort to try something new. The driver slowly rolls through north San Francisco until a particular Hawaiian bar catches their eyes. They enter the relatively empty, creepy bar at around 8 PM. Beers are ordered, the balls are racked, and a slutty patron/employee (who knows?) becomes the 4th member of a 2 vs. 2 game of 8-ball. Her breath resembles elephant dung and she has almost definitely not showered in 4 days. In any event, this drunk, pompous diva proceeds to horrify our heroes to the point of considering homosexuality as a better alternative to whatever she may have to offer. After a few insanely inappropriate jokes by the owner of the bar (and the arrival of a man who is almost definitely the leader of the SF Triad), their tab is immediately closed. Upon exiting the bar, this conclusion is reached:

“We must complete this night by going to the creepiest bars that San Francisco has to offer. We will have one beer at each bar. If any particular bar is too horrifying, we will take a shot and run”

With that, Creepycrawlsf has been born…

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