Golden Rail New Brunswick

Now that I go to the city as often as I do and partake in the adult club life, I find New Brunswick amusing. people consider that "going out". please. I will wear my $400 jeans that I put on when I am getting the mail or doing dishes, and I will still be more dressed up than anyone in New Brunswick. I won't even wear a shirt, just don't spill your $3.25 Amstel Light on my $400 jeans. Putting on mascara and your hair up like Gwen Stefani (2001?) does not make you any better than the obese piece of sh*t that you are when you stepped out the shower. I don't care if you get dressed with the lights off. A moomoo that masquarades as a Bebe top doesn't leave as much to my imagination as you would like. I took a course on spatial relations, i understand there has to be something underneath there in order for the statics of the situation to work. Don't get me started on drink specials. Drink specials are for navy sailors who just came into port and are looking to spend their poker winnings. The bartenders aren't fooling anyone with their drink mixing abilities: "I asked you to make me a martini, not show me the national anthem in sign language".