Went to a bar last night per JJ's instructions to find a couple new locals.
The first guy (?) was sitting in the corner by themselves. A lot of old fat ugly guys were going up to him and handing him money. Then they'd both disappear for 5-10 min and the the guy would return to the corner again. I figured he must be a bookie with all the cash being tossed at him so I threw a $100 at him and said give me the Jets.
Yeah, I was wrong. Don't ask me to relive that experience. He had a completely different definition of what JETS mean.
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