Southern Comfort By Badlybent

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Southern Comfort ... Winner Summer Heat Story Contest
By Badlybent

The construction site was hot and dusty so I stopped by the Brass Tap for a draft to wash away the grit and have a monster grease-burger with the accompanying truck load of fries to refuel.

The Tap is a Honky-Tonk or a Roadhouse depending on what part of the south you’re from. It’s just far enough out of town to be, out of site, out of mind, of the local Baptist Christian Ladies Association United Against Fun chapter which means it’s a beer joint. No wine, fancy or otherwise. Doesn’t even sell whisky.

The joint’s attractions are, cheap beer, cheap food, loud music, and Oh yes a cheap woman or two. It’s a boots and jeans kind of place. Hiking boots, construction boots, cowboy boots and their female counterparts. A suit would be as out of place as a pole cat at a church picnic.

There's a hardwood dance floor and a mighty fine local country rock band on weekends. A couple of pool tables fill the little back room and an ancient TV that sort of shows color hangs over the bar and takes care of the sports crowd. A little something for everybody.



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