The bouncer saw me head straight for the tequila.
The bouncer saw me shout "Last Man Standing!"
The bouncer saw Doyle shout back "Who you calling a man?"
The bouncer saw me match him shot for shot.
The bouncer saw me nail "Green Hills of Earth!"
Doyle was the only one who knew the words.
The Bouncer saw no point in resisting and joined in.
The Bouncer saw the drinks, the slime, the...the pseudopods.
The bouncer helped me pour Doyle into a cab. And I mean pour.
I need to go back and tip that bouncer.
And maybe recommend group therapy.