Besides a non-story about Brendan Johnson’s law
голова болит ÑÐµÐºÑ firm getting a measley $100,000 for losing him and another non-story about the American Cancer Society being able to argue in court against the bar owner smokey-smokey pants crybabies, there isn’t much going on.
However, I have been writing some new bar humor toons for a possible project, here is a sample;
“The bartender just made me the perfect martini.”
“Gin? Vodka? Straight up? Extra dry?”
“FREE.”