Posted in Bar/Pub, Food, Tourist Attraction

Oh My Cod

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Mr. C. Cow and I went to a lovely supper club the other night. He put on his tux and I put on a lovely ball gown. Dinner was amazing as well as the atmosphere.

Then things kinda went downhill from there.

I don’t think that either one of us is to blame. They had a fully stocked free bar and we just couldn’t resist trying out various different classic cocktails. The jukebox was playing a little Frank and Mr. C. Cow was dancing with a gin and tonic in his hoofs. I, may have, danced on a table while drinking a martini at one point. Since there is no photo proof the world may never know.

This is when things started to get a little weird.

A cow kept staring at us through the window of the supper club. As the drinks kept flowing it’s little cow eyes started to get bigger and bigger as it continued to stare. It was…unnerving. Mr. C. Cow wanted to go outside and ask why they kept staring but I said no. Don’t start any trouble.

It just kept staring at us!


After feeling that we may have hit our limit on the number of free drinks one can take advantage of we walked back to our camper and slept them off. In the morning the staring cow was gone. What was he staring at?

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: The Cod Supper Club (M)


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