It’s time for “good cop, bad cop.”
I try to be a balanced and insightful voice in bar prep. I try to be understanding of what you’re going through… Here’s warm milk and cookies…
But some of us are still spacing out like the SLOW ASS drivers I screech past in LA Koreatown.
It’s clear that good cop isn’t getting the job done. I fear I’m turning too vanilla like every other bar blog (though vanilla is a goated flavor).
And so today, I’m the bad cop.
Worse, I’m your surrogate Asian dad who will draw out 125% of what you thought was your max power.
Yes, I already get saucy sometimes, but people are crying out to be told the truth. Sometimes you need a cold fucking shower to slap some sense into those neurons and remind them that they are alive.
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