Once the Knights & Dragons (-2) unpacked in the Parkway Inn, we hurried off to the Town Square area of Jackson Hole to quench our 
thirsts. However, we first did the YMCA song moves for the web-cam, which no one was lucky enough to capture – and, there was a prize (oh yeah), but no one has claimed it!
The first watering hole was the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar, where you can sit a stride a saddle as you soothe a parched throat with Snake River Pale Ale. I loved sittin’ in the saddle, drinking, and shouting out “get along little dogie”, but the bartender did not seem to get the humor.
What did he know…he wore a do-rag instead of a Stetson anyway!
There is a cover charge beginning somewhere between 7:30 and
8PM, depending on when the door dude made it to work! When we got there late, we went across the street to The Rancher and drank $5 pitchers of the same medicine. There’s also a might pretty cowgirl on the wall as you go!
As luck would have it, we missed the “wet T-shirt” night, but we did catch “retarded
night” ("Lord forgive me, and I apologize to all the starving pygmies in New Guinea.")! It was entertaining, especially watching one of the helmeted fellows that kept sneaking off to the bar, and trying to get a drink, but some pretty girl kept finding him and leading him back to the "Group R" table. He knew what he was doing! They actually danced better than their chaperons did.
I was quite impressed with them and raised a drink in their honor. God bless’em!
Think I should try that shot on 25peeps? My “Doodad” Jarvis hat might work for me!
thirsts. However, we first did the YMCA song moves for the web-cam, which no one was lucky enough to capture – and, there was a prize (oh yeah), but no one has claimed it!The first watering hole was the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar, where you can sit a stride a saddle as you soothe a parched throat with Snake River Pale Ale. I loved sittin’ in the saddle, drinking, and shouting out “get along little dogie”, but the bartender did not seem to get the humor.
What did he know…he wore a do-rag instead of a Stetson anyway!There is a cover charge beginning somewhere between 7:30 and
8PM, depending on when the door dude made it to work! When we got there late, we went across the street to The Rancher and drank $5 pitchers of the same medicine. There’s also a might pretty cowgirl on the wall as you go!As luck would have it, we missed the “wet T-shirt” night, but we did catch “retarded
night” ("Lord forgive me, and I apologize to all the starving pygmies in New Guinea.")! It was entertaining, especially watching one of the helmeted fellows that kept sneaking off to the bar, and trying to get a drink, but some pretty girl kept finding him and leading him back to the "Group R" table. He knew what he was doing! They actually danced better than their chaperons did.I was quite impressed with them and raised a drink in their honor. God bless’em!
Think I should try that shot on 25peeps? My “Doodad” Jarvis hat might work for me!
