Typical liberal. so let me get this straight. you threatened to beat me up, but I would have to come to you?
Tell you what, the day you want to cash that check your mouth wrote, you come see me.
Let me know and I'll meet you at:
250 W 26TH ST. – 3RD FLOOR
NEW YORK City, NY
I'll even buy your plane ticket, and an uber.
Holy fuck. "I'm gonna kick your ass, so you better come see me!!!!"
What a fucking maroon!
Whoa.
I have been a patron of the Frying Pan from before the time the late John Krevey got it to full-up status. There were times I was the only person on the Pan...or me and Cap'n. Bob...who was a permanent resident.