Okay so my friend came into town this past weekend from Chicago and I wanted to show her a good time. Well it all started on Thursday night and I let her decide where we were going to go. So she picked Mr. B's in Royal Oak and I'm like okay cool. So we were all sitting around a table checking out the scene (which by the way wasn't that great) when this guy came over and was like are you Amanda? Well at this point I started to get a little nervous trying to figure out how he knew my name. So yeah he continued to hit on me telling me that he was going to give me a lap dance before the night was over. Yeah okay sure! So naturally we decided to leave and check out another bar. So the only other place that seemed to have people in it was this place called the Rock. Yeah it was definitly a little better than Mr. B's. So here we all are drinking checking out the place and then my one friend is like "it's not fair that both of you have been hit on tonight and I haven't!" Just as she was finishing that statement out of the corner of my eye I see this guy... I start laughing and telling my friends "Oh my God you have to look at this guy" so yeah they're looking around the bar and then they spot him. My friend from Chicago (Laura) was like Ahhh I'm blinded, it's like looking at the sun. You're not suppose to look but you just do. Then my other friend Heather is cracking up and bascially screaming cause at this point he's staring in our direction. So naturally I told her well here is your chance he's staring at you. So we are all crying with laughter at this point because of this guy. Oh yeah did I mention that this guy was wearing OVERALLS!!! Yes that is correct...I did say OVERALLS...So we're all saying to each other who wears overalls to a bar does he actually think that he's going to get ANY kind of girls wearing that...Oh yeah and we named him Farmer Ted too! So this went on for about 20 min or so and then he and his friend get up to leave and then that's when the waitress comes over to our table and puts down 3 shots and says that the guy in the overall bought them. Yeah the laughing continues between us three and then the waitress starts too!! So we're all discussing the fact of why in the hell is he wearing overalls. We are still puzzeled to this day. Talk about when the freaks come out at night! So yeah he ordered us 3 shots called French whores want the hell is that? Anyways so we're like screw it it's free liquior. So we take the shots and thats when we notice that they're standing outside the bar. What a couple of rejects. I mean come on first of all we have the whole overall topic, then who buys a shot for someone and then leaves the bar without saying anything (which we were glad that he didn't come over) and then pacing if front of the bar as if we're supposed to come out there and what go home with the guy. YEAH right keep dreaming...So the moral of this story is 1. Don't wear overalls to the bar or anywhere for that matter.  2. Well I don't think that I need to continue...