one of my bartenders just sent the following text: Got friend going to Houston looking for a good steak, massive baked potato and a mechanical bull. Maybe a few good restaurant suggestions and bars, can you help wanna compile a list?
i know, i know, that's why i'm asking you guys look do you realize ( cue the flaming lips ) how many advice about new york threads are filled with the silliest of generalizations? come on, help pat's friend
Well, shoot, boy, you tell that ol' some b**** to shine up them boots, park his truck out back, come on down here to Houston and jump on a hickory stump down at the Texas Roadhouse. They ain't got none of them mechanical bulls, but those fine young things do like to do a good ol' fashion line dance before they bring you yer steak! Just make sure they don't run over any tumbleweed driving on the Beltway! I'll tell you what, that ol son of a b**** will never find a better steak for the price! Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out dough. "Granny, does your dog bite?" "No, child, no."
It sounds like he's looking for a place called Gilley's. Sissy still comes in every night and Bud shows up sometimes after he's done at the refinery.
I know of one that serves chile with NO BEANS GODDAMIT and this crazy drunk fool sidelines on stage in a bocephus vest. No word on a mechanical bull though*, sorry. * I rode one once, it's good story to tell but I damn near killed myself. Free beer can be hazardous.
It's really too bad about what happened to Uncle Bob. I wonder if Aunt Corene has a case to sue the refinery. They make you shave your beard for safety reasons but they still make you work in the middle of a lightning storm??
If "steak, massive baked potato, and mechanical bull" are some kind of coded pseudonyms, then I would have him search the back pages of the Free Press.
