You are a corn fed chicken in pink leggings

Well it was a wild and wooley evening at Jackson's on Chinden Blvd.
A Mexican man playing lottery and refusing to leave, he calls me bonita, and makes remarks about my mouth in spanish. I am sure I would be ticked off if I understood what he was saying.
kids drunk in the parking lot, women hiding from potential stalkers, brawls in the store, cops everywhere.
I should have got it on film.
ANYWAY, I am tired,.
I got a five dollar tip last night for some dumb reason.
ANYWAY I got five dollars!! whoo hooo
My pay check was around four hundred dollars. sux, but that's life.
I am having a Fat Tire ale before bed... Hope I am not sinking into an all time low.