I write this with homemade maple jalapeno cornbread in my mouth, gifted to me by the bar staff at my local pub this evening. This is simultaneously the best and most unexpected thing I’ve ever brought home from a bar, my significant other excepted.
This got me thinking: what is the weirdest thing you’ve brought home from the bar, Lemmy?
I can answer this halfway.
One of those big glass beer boots (actually shaped like a boot).
on the walk home, I put it down to pee and then after I stumbled back home with my prize I looked confusedly at my empty arms and realized I forgot to pick the boot back up 20 minutes ago and it was still sitting on the sidewalk somewhere in lower zhangjiajie.
Many years ago I got to the bar early, before my friends, and while waiting I applied for a job using their Wi-Fi. And I got the job. The job looked good on paper but my new boss f***** me by wage theft and pocketing pension contributions. It was fun, but it would have been more fun if I had been paid according to the law.
Not from a bar but I got drunk as a teenager and brought a pair of skis I found back to my Mum’s house. My old room was used as a store room when I moved out and they were in there for like 15 years. I helped clear it out, asked where the hell these skis came from and was reminded of the drunken find that I’d totally forgotten.
Skiison’s Greetings!
A sofa, which went into the attic until we moved out. We tried getting it out and made a hole in the wall.
This is why you have to PIV-VOTT!!!
Would be cool if the bar in question was a very small drive in an obscure location.
That way you’d have a hole in your wall die to a hole in the wall
A friend brought home a giant, bright blue, sparkly Mary-in-a-bathtub. We googled it afterwards and found out that it was super valuable, so we brought it back, but it took three of us to get it back there and was much less fun than stealing it.
The hell is a mary-in-a-bathtub?
Chlamydia!
I really don’t get how anyone can have sex at the bar, or in a random bathroom somewhere 🫥
In this case, it was a cheap blowjob bar in a shady red light district. I felt that something was wrong before I even made it back to my hotel.
American here. What is a bj bar?
One got a chance of bringing home a girl but decided against it.
I brought home a spoon this week. Friend also got one. They’re really nice spoons. Trying to decide where to put it - silverware drawer seems a little dismissive of how excited we were to get them.
Frame it in a cheap glass case with a little placard that says “Break glass in case of cereal emergency”
Skindred cd, case of strongbow, few bottles of liquor, promotional pack of jeagermeister swag (metal bar sign, bombshot glasses, thongs, t-shirts), and various other little things.
Customer appreciation golf outing then party night, everyone at the golf outing got raffle tickets (I didn’t go to that), but then got too drunk to keep track of them, so I ended up with like 12 of the winning tickets at the end of the night when everyone was clearing out.
One of my friends brings homemade hot sauce to the bar and gives little tester bottles to people tho.
Nothing, I’ve never been in a bar in my 35 years of life.
congrats!
What?
lots of plastic straws. not of my own accord, a friend i was out with just kept shoving them into our pockets because she was annoyed at only being able to buy paper straws at the store.
My ex wife.
Not from a bar directly, but on the walk back from the bars. I picked up a brick paver. They had just finished laying everything down in the courtyard of a new building and there was 1 brick sitting there. I looked for spot to drop that brick into close by, but I didn’t see a spot. So I carried it home!
A man.
Some guy known only as “The Brazilian”
The only thing I know about him is that he was not Brazilian.
