I got booted from a fancy restaraunt that was showing the game Sat night. The waiter, a very "pretty boy" with a "limp wrist" cracked on TECH as he was bringing our next round of drinks. I was not beligerent in any way shape or form- I merely "stated" 1)what I thought about his "knowledge" of football 2) his OBVIOUS "lifestyle choices" and 3) where I was going to shove the next drink he brought me if he even looked at me wrong the next time he walked by my table. It was a beautiful moment. :icon_wink: GO DAWGS!