Summary of Tucker Max's I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell (eBook, ePUB)
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Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Book Preview:#1 I was in law school, and I went out with friends to a bar. We arrived at a bar called Shooters II, and there was a live professional wrestling ring in the middle of the bar. I stood there for a few minutes, trying to process what I was seeing.#2 At this point, I had to leave the bar with my friends. We were dressed in typical grad school attire, while the rest of the bar was dressed in redneck casual: dirty blue jeans and assorted trailer park shirts. The better dressed had on cowboy hats, cowboy boots, and flann...
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Book Preview:
#1 I was in law school, and I went out with friends to a bar. We arrived at a bar called Shooters II, and there was a live professional wrestling ring in the middle of the bar. I stood there for a few minutes, trying to process what I was seeing.
#2 At this point, I had to leave the bar with my friends. We were dressed in typical grad school attire, while the rest of the bar was dressed in redneck casual: dirty blue jeans and assorted trailer park shirts. The better dressed had on cowboy hats, cowboy boots, and flannel shirts.
#3 At the bar, Hate ordered shots for the group. After a post-shot round of beers, the mechanical bull started up. Hate not only signed himself up, but continuously yelled across the bar at the fat redneck with the smudged glasses until he came over and signed up also.
#4 The bouncers became impatient with Hate, and threw him out the back door. El Bingeroso was drunk, and began smashing ashtrays. He was promptly thrown out the door. I gathered everyone together and explained that we were leaving. The rednecks outside began yelling derogatory things at El Bingeroso, and Hate immediately tackled one of them.
#1 I was in law school, and I went out with friends to a bar. We arrived at a bar called Shooters II, and there was a live professional wrestling ring in the middle of the bar. I stood there for a few minutes, trying to process what I was seeing.
#2 At this point, I had to leave the bar with my friends. We were dressed in typical grad school attire, while the rest of the bar was dressed in redneck casual: dirty blue jeans and assorted trailer park shirts. The better dressed had on cowboy hats, cowboy boots, and flannel shirts.
#3 At the bar, Hate ordered shots for the group. After a post-shot round of beers, the mechanical bull started up. Hate not only signed himself up, but continuously yelled across the bar at the fat redneck with the smudged glasses until he came over and signed up also.
#4 The bouncers became impatient with Hate, and threw him out the back door. El Bingeroso was drunk, and began smashing ashtrays. He was promptly thrown out the door. I gathered everyone together and explained that we were leaving. The rednecks outside began yelling derogatory things at El Bingeroso, and Hate immediately tackled one of them.
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