Pub, wheee

There are 3 girls who work in my local pub; they walk round selling shots from large bottles which they carry on hip belt thingies.

They know me.

They say I'm their best customer.

Last night, the two who were working spotted me from the other side of the room and came over. Every time they walked past. The one time they walked round and I wasn't there (toilet/bar, can't remember), they sat down and waited for me to return...

They sold me 5 shots, and gave me 3.

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Well aren't you a lucky guy :P

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