One of the women in the booth is completely face down.
“Wh… what about her ass??”
you ask, trembling slightly.
Up and fully out, friend, and things are about to escalate.
A jovial gentleman pulls her thong to the side.
He approaches with the funnel for a smooth docking.
“Oh my God, he’s going to pour a whole margarita pitcher in there.”
But suddenly she begins laughing and her butt goes back down out of view.
The whole table explodes with laughter and a waiter approaches.
A good old fashioned luge.
He pops back up, giddy, and they all continue to cackle and the video ends.
We’re dealing with a restaurant butt bong incident down here."
So here we are.
Plus being chill about it has gotta mean a solid tip, right?
Why did you oughta document that knowing how tiny your town is??
There’s no way the restaurant as a hole could have controlled this.
(Don’t forget to salt the rim.)
This wouldn’t have even been a blip on the radar if it’d happened in Miami or Nashville.
