One evening in 1973, after being overly rowdy at our hooch bar, I got to spend a few hours in the cage with Buffy. It was all A-OK because the guys kept bringing us beers. Yes, Buffy could drink out of cans. The next day Buffy seemed to be worse for the wear than I was. Imagine, a bear with a hangover.
We’re doomed
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One evening in 1973, after being overly rowdy at our hooch bar, I got to spend a few hours in the cage with Buffy. It was all A-OK because the guys kept bringing us beers. Yes, Buffy could drink out of cans. The next day Buffy seemed to be worse for the wear than I was. Imagine, a bear with a hangover.