tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016302.post112652191967013367..comments2023-04-12T09:48:20.209-05:00Comments on Does the fun ever start ?: Booth or Table ?Eric Schulzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11970769158861061723noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016302.post-1126668293043041072005-09-13T22:24:00.000-05:002005-09-13T22:24:00.000-05:00Booth, but not just any booth. I want the booth i...Booth, but not just any booth. I want the booth in the semi-circle that you have to slide half way around to get to the middle. I want the booth that a "Don" would sit in while talking to the godfather. <BR/><BR/>You know the one...the booth in the back of the smokey restaurant where you have to pass through the beads hanging from the ceiling to get to. <BR/><BR/>I always feel way too exposed in a table all out in the middle of a room, just waiting to be wacked. I would rather sit in the gangsta booth with my gat strapped underneath the table ready to give some lackey what's comin' to him.<BR/><BR/>You like tables??? Fagettaboutit!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7016302.post-1126534330680610752005-09-12T09:12:00.000-05:002005-09-12T09:12:00.000-05:00Something to keep you torn up all the time, isn't ...Something to keep you torn up all the time, isn't there?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com