Tiger walks in and looks around at the empty bar stools, and scratches his head. He finds his old seat at the bar. Hmph, no more ass grove, he thinks to himself. He takes a seat and sees the same old stale peanuts scattered about in random patterns. He picks one up and pops it in his mouth. These are awful. He spits the peanut out onto the floor then looks around for the bartender...
"Hello, anybody here?" He hollars as he reaches behind the bar for a glass to pour some of his favorite brew.
