Due to the recent influx of malcontents and ne'er-do-wells, The Lounge is now hiring bouncers.

Nobody cleans the bathrooms but me, the juke box is full of moldly oldies. People steal the cue ball and shuffle board pucks, the old smokey velvet curtains remain hanging, the freaking flocked wall paper with the staples and shreads of poster paper on every wall.....and you think we can afford a band for new years and bouncers? We need to talk, buster. Head down to the office, right now....

Yes, I know it looks like that black rubber fart suit you saw in the pictures, the other day. Just try it on. If you get turtled we promise to set you on your feet. We do need a bouncer.

Lizards get the job? You ever get out of that black rubber ball suit, I made you try on.? What, you can't take it off?

Of, course I'm not helping, you..