barflies

Zoe has taken to sitting on the extra barstool next to me while I work.
She sorta reminds me of the old dude at the end of the bar.
The one that looks all nice and friendly untill you start a conversation and then realize what a crazy racist fuck they are.
She starts spewing shit like:
Shitzu's buy a lot of electronics and smoke too much
or
French Poodles are a bunch of pussies and don't know how to cook a potato (from my mother)
and this
Irish Setters are a bunch of sappy fucking drunks that can't sing good
lastly
We should've won Vietnam.

This is why we don't talk much...