Lil Spill

10 and 1/2 years and it finally happened. Melissa, a bartender, put her foot right through the NY bar. Jacqui the manager called me up concerned about the large hole that now existed in the bar. My first response was “is Melissa alright?” I was informed that she was fine. My second response was “let’s sell the broken pieces on e-bay.” Of course Jacqui already started fixing it and didn’t save any of the fragments. My third response was more awe inspired. 10 and 1/2 years of debauchery on that bar and this is the first structural collapse of the bar. My god we must have a guardian angel looking over us.

If the walls of that bar could talk, I would be in a lot of trouble and so would most of our regulars.

I have no doubt there are people who will have scrolls of Lil stories that are filled with sex, lewd behavior, and drunken antics. My mantra, “If I don’t remember it, it didn’t happen.” But for every one story about me I usually have ten for each devoted customer.

This Lil Spill is dedicated to all the loyal customers who have shared in a few nights of debauchery with me and the customers who are sharing those moments now with all the girls of Coyote Ugly.