Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2014 19:28:35 GMT -6
Singles Night... What a stupid idea. Some idiot, a long time ago, had the brilliant idea of mixing discounted alcohol with desperate singles. Somepony might think that it was invented by a single who wanted to increase their chances of finding somepony else. That somepony who thinks that is wrong. It was invented by businesses to prey on the hopeless attempts at romance that idiots suffered from. They'd put on a show, invite you in, introduce you to other singles, and then subtly introduce you to their menus and drink selections. Can't find true love on an empty stomach, right? Why was Melody here? Well, a good thing that came from Singles Night at the Bucking Bronco, a personal favorite bar of hers, was that their alcohol was generously discounted every Singles Night. Melody sat back at the bar, downing another shot. While these desperate idiots were searching for somepony dumb enough to go home with them, Melody was taking advantage of the cheap booze. She'd drink till she had enough, and then slip back home for a good night's rest. Romance was for fools, and Melody was no fool. "Hey babe." Speaking of fools... Melody took her time turning to face the obviously drunk stallion. Well, wasn't this just the most eligible bachelor in all of Canterlot? "Do you know karate, because-" Seriously? "I swear to Roc, if you say that my body is kickin', I'm going to knock your teeth out. Because I actually do know karate. And you're revolting. Seriously, go use lame pick up lines on somebody who doesn't know how to rearrange your face." Melody swiveled back to the bar, and looked at her empty glass. Damn. Why was the booze always gone? "Hey bartender! My glass is drier than the San Palomino Desert! How about helping me out with that?" |