Get on that mechanical bull and ride it like you’re trying to make someone jealous. Wake up with a black eye, a stiff neck, and a ticket for public urination. You deserved the relief out back by the dumpsters but the city of San Antonio disagrees. Tough luck.
When a bar opens at 7am, you’re asking for misery. It won’t be until the lights come on that you realize you’ve been drinking for 12 hours straight on a Sunday, you lost your paycheck to a pool shark, and you have work in five hours.