the man was sitting there smoking at the bar & sipping a tall beer while an obnoxious drunk acquaintance kept badgering everyone to take shots of jack. “what are you all pansies?” he yelled. the drunk guy finally got in his face, too. “have a shot w/ me, chicken shit!” & pushed two shot glasses in front of them. the man crushed his cigarette out & grabbed two straws from the bar top & placed them next to the shot glasses full of jack. “we drink them my way, though.” the obnoxious drunk agreed. the man took up the straw, stuck one end in his nostril & snorted the whiskey. then he growled into the silent drunk’s face. “yr turn,” he snarled. the obnoxious drunk shook his head. “yr a crazy motherfucker! he yelled. then the man snorted the second shot & growled again in the drunk’s face & turned his back & lit a cigarette & sipped his beer.
Rob Plath is a 48-year-old poet from New York. He has published 20 books so far. . He is most known for his collection A BELLYFUL OF ANARCHY (epic rites press). Rob was once a student of Allen Ginsberg for two years. He lives alone with his cat and stays out of trouble. See more of his work at www.robplath.com
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we used to snort vodka out of an over turned shot glass, called it a chilly Willie
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