Did I hear you tell one of my bartenders that you and your crewwere planning on "buying out the bar"?Well, I'm the manager here, and I don't think so, dude.I don't bust my ass to run this bar just to turn control over tosome random group of knuckleheads and yukmouths who think a couplegrand in cash somehow makes them "the shit".So leave the DJ alone, and quit harrassing my cocktail waitresses.In fact, why don't you just get the fuck out of here.If you want to have a private party here, you can contact Dan theday manager and he will set up an appointment to go over our rates.But you can't just walk in here in the middle of our Friday, whenwe're slammed and claim you're going to "buy the bar out".I've been the manager here for two years and I can tell you thatwe do quite well without your crew, thank you.Why don't you try the strip club on the other side of the highway,they're more set up for whatever it is you think you're doing, i.e.a bunch of drunk morons who want to literally throw their money around.Trust me, I've seen more cash than you're showing me right now, andI'm not impressed. If you come with 6 figures in a bag or a briefcaseor something, I might start being impressed...impressed at what anidiot you are for carrying around that much cash.You don't look particularly athletic, you probably didn't get enoughattention as a child, and definitely never had much cash.Now you're a great drug rapper or whatever, I get it. Great.Now get the fuck out of my bar.Yeah.YEAH.Yeah, well come back and shoot me then, I don't care,I've HAD IT.You got so much money, go buy your OWN bar!
