The glorious cigar lounge upstairs was only effectively preceeded by a comically inebriated Mr. Thoresen who pointly exclaimed to the server: “Aren’t you going to walk us through our sides?” as we prepared to partake in a fine dinner.
Well done Jev, won’t forget that one. Neither will she.
The glorious cigar lounge upstairs was only effectively preceeded by a comically inebriated Mr. Thoresen who pointly exclaimed to the server: “Aren’t you going to walk us through our sides?” as we prepared to partake in a fine dinner.
Well done Jev, won’t forget that one. Neither will she.