Sacco's NY Social Lounge

“nothing like getting a drink thrown in your face!

suck it up son!”

“a toast to the new baby sky!!”

“drinks are sooo on me today.”

“I'll have a beer.”

“... or 10.”

“what are we drinking to?

my list

baby sky
nurses and docs
Dr. B cause he rocks
to health insurace
somehow no matter what, it is always MY ault
mtsteve new fridge!!
hyway not using TP anymore (need a pine cone dude)

spirits new rbbitt pooping in the box

proud that I have never been in Jail!!

and to treebeard who held my hand and told me all would be ok when I thought I was dying.


cheers”

“




”

“well drink while you can... cause soon it may not be legal”

“Time to belly up. I've got the keys to this place.”

“Drinking margarita now”

“When is the last call?”

“whenever one of us falls asleep, lol!”

“That will be me, it is later here than it is there.”

“oh, you're in NC, my son and his girl are in SC. i'll be there next month for the wedding.”

“Where abouts in SC? I am right across the border, near Myrtle Beach.”

“Charleston. i'm so excited, i'm going to be a "Pamma"!”

“CONGRATULATIONS! You should try to make the Dragon's Tooth, Tinker's Cliffs trip with us.”

“i'm only going to be there from April 22nd to April 29th and i'm mostly there to see Chris and Ashley and meet my new in-laws.

i was hoping to at least meet trail talkers for drinks though.”

“The trip is from 17-20, looks like you will miss it. That's a great section of the A.T.”

“i'm missing the AT? time for a shot for me. where's the Bacardi?”

“Here you go......”

“dang, that burns my chapped lips!

i sunburnt them when i was snowboarding on saturday. all i got to chase is apple juice, but at least it removes the burn.”

“dang, that burns my chapped lips!

i sunburnt them when i was snowboarding on saturday. all i got to chase is apple juice, but at least it removes the burn.”

“dang, that burns my chapped lips!

i sunburnt them when i was snowboarding on saturday. all i got to chase is apple juice, but at least it removes the burn.”

“must be pretty bad.”

“you're back!

it's peeling, it burns. the thing is, i kept putting sunblock lipstuff on them all day.”

“I'll have a double whisky and a pint of Newcastle. Not ready to talk about it just yet and so I'll just sip and listen.”

“Sláinte!”

“Thanks.”

“has the rest and relaxation in here calmed you down any?”

“my lips burn. but i'll throw back another shot”

“ugg. My second funeral in 3 weeks. I'm ready.

Makers with a sam adams chaser
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“What's like us is Damn Few ----”

“Pammie is drinkin' the joint dry”

“no, just two shots. i'm good. let's go play.”

“

        Buddy, have a drink!

”

“where's the pretzels?”

“and mustard”

“and the bathroom!”

“I hear ya, Currahee. We (my rugby club) lost a 34 year old to brain cancer after a long and courageous struggle about two weeks ago.

Last Wednesday a good friend dropped dead of a heart attack at work. He was the youngest of five brothers and two sisters. The third brother, Dave, was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour about five years ago. He's still doing pretty well, however.

The oldest brother, Donnie became close to Dave (actually, they're a very close knit family) and would travel in from Toronto once or twice a month to visit. He dropped dead two years ago last November. He was 48.

The kids were all tested and they all have a heart defect except Jerry, the second youngest.

They're all athletes, the three youngest Dave, Jerry and Denis played rugby and Denis was an excellent hockey player as well. He was 41 with two young children and a widow waiting for a liver transplant.

It took two hours to visit at the funeral parlour and when we got out at 6.30 people were arriving for the 7.0 p.m. session. I got to the church Monday at 2.0 knowing that I'd be standing outside if I arrived any later for the 3.0 o'clock service. The women walked in sobbing and at the first eulogy (of three) the speaker broke down.

It was pretty weird to see a bunch of rugby and hockey players weeping.

The second eulogy was given by his boss and he broke down too.

It was hard.

Just needed to share. Thanks, everybody.”

“well I am here but I will take a coke. still to early to start with the hard stuff!”

“wow.   So sorry, Grem.”

“the hardest thing is when teens die. when you seen young men crying, that is the hardest thing to take. and i've seen it twice this year.

i worked a football game last fall where a boy dropped dead on the field, (not playing, friend of players). i had to watch football players cry. he had a heart defect, but it's suspected he was also using drugs. his mother was definetly using.

then just two weeks ago i went to the memorial of a young man, he was a passenger, but you know, every boy in that vehicle was drunk dammit!

what a freaking waste. and yet, there but for the grace of God go i. go any of us.”

“Anyone wanna beer?”

“YES!!!!!!!!!!

It's almost 6, it's Friday, and I'm still stuck at work.”

“is there still a bar tender on duty or is this a free for all kinda bar? I mean, sacco is gone. In fact, why is he gone?”

“He's a real gone cat.”

“why? part of the "cleaning"”

“I miss this thread, ice cold Sam in a frosty mug please!”