Gross! I used to spend a lot of time in that neighborhood. Church and Wellesley is hopping on the weekend. Never been in the old maple leaf gardens.Actually - I'm glad you women took that away from us.
That is very reminiscent of the end Blues, Greens and Greys' in the old Maple Leaf Gardens. All of the guy cans in those seating areas were those large troughs. Those bathrooms were rank as fuck by the time the final buzzer went ... so thank you ladies.
Sometimes it smells like a mix of piss, cornflakes and weed here. Depends how the winds blow.
Yes but we made the world smell better. So there's that.
Ummm you know that wasn't a urinal it was the hilly viewing area to angle your car upward for better screen viewing, right?Ah yes, the trough urinal at the drive in...
Hate them! I know everyone needs a job but I'm not tipping someone for handing me a paper towel.And a towel jockey.
I guess we'll avoid the West End then - we appreciate the heads up.... Sometimes it smells like a mix of piss, cornflakes and weed here. Depends how the winds blow ...
Not in the men's room...Ummm you know that wasn't a urinal it was the hilly viewing area to angle your car upward for better screen viewing, right?
Yeah, East Side all day….I guess we'll avoid the West End then - we appreciate the heads up.
When I was a kid we'd play 36 or 54 holes a day at my Dad's country club. One day we were waiting for a threesome to finish up and my buddy said just hit it, what are the odds you'll get close to them? I made my drive and it was a great shot, I yelled fore about a second before my ball drilled one of the senior club members between the shoulder blades as he raked the sand trap. We did what most 13 year old kids would do, we ran like hell to the starter and made him promise he wouldn't sell us out. Turns out one of them knew my Dad and we got in trouble anyway.
Or the foursome hitting from the tips that can't hit out of their own shadow.
When I was a kid we'd play 36 or 54 holes a day at my Dad's country club. One day we were waiting for a threesome to finish up and my buddy said just hit it, what are the odds you'll get close to them? I made my drive and it was a great shot, I yelled fore about a second before my ball drilled one of the senior club members between the shoulder blades as he raked the sand trap. We did what most 13 year old kids would do, we ran like hell to the starter and made him promise he wouldn't sell us out. Turns out one of them knew my Dad and we got in trouble anyway.