Wild West Arena

Been back since, no dawg, so we moseyed inside. Sat at the bar - purty high stools - missus had a problem, seeing as she is a smidgen under five feet, she needed a boost. Check out the 'decor' - mighty impressive! Eyed the locals, looked liked a bunch of retirees to my right, my kind. To my left - a couple of guys happily trying to shake a hangover with a 'hair of the dawg!' Ordered two chili dogs, a beer for me and a Margarita for the old lady. I thought the lady barkeep would never stop pouring the tequila, knew the wife would have a problem with it as she is not a drinking woman. Chili dogs came, fust time I've needed a knife and fork to eat one of  the dang things, all over the plate - fust class!
          Finished our dawgs, lady asked if we wanted another drink, "Sure," I said, "Ill have another beer."
           "How about you, honey?" she asked.
           "Sure," my better half replied.
            I nearly fell off my stool, she ain't a drinking woman and one is usually her limit, I knew there might be a problem, seeing as to the quantity of the tequila. Waal, we finished our liquor, I stepped down from my stool, the old lady tried to do likewise, I caught her as she fell. Drug her out to the truck, took her home, put her on the bed, took her shoes off. Peace for the rest of the day!
           
                                     THANKS, WILD WEST ARENA!

PS. Apparently Karaoke Night is the time to be there - next time so will we!