Just so-so

I went out last night to this dingy little gem of a bar called 8-ball.  8-ball is one of only a handful of divey, dirty bars in snobby, “I only drink the finest of microbrews” Ann Arbor.  It’s located back on what Nathan calls Diagon Alley, which is actually a cluster of kind of crappy bars.

 Anyhow, my story is this.  We got two pitchers of Old Style, (if you haven’t had Old Style before, it is quite a treat) which made me have to pee a lot.  So I go into the bathroom which is just covered in pen graffiti.  I’m reading along and finding lots of things in the spirit of “Tyler sucked my balls!” and “james has a tiny COCK!” but as I’m scanning up the stall door, I see “Toy Story 2 Was Ok.”  Toy Story 2 was OK?!  Who writes that?!  Needless to say, I lost it for about thirty seconds…good thing no one was in there.