It's not a bad joke, it's the start of a sad affair that's playing out in Long Beach. Maybe it wasn't three marines, but it was some, and they went into a bar to do some drinking. So far, so good.
If a gay bar is where some marines want to go have a drink, so be it, sounds fine with me. I've met some marines, and those guys would not like to go to a gay bar, not that they had any particular problem with gay people, mind you, just with actually going to a gay bar.
Well, these fellas went stepped into a place on Redondo, the name escapes me, and by witness accounts, they looked uncomfortable. They proceeded to make unflattering comments to the bar tender and some patrons, and just after leaving got into a fight with another patron, sending him to the hospital.
There're many bars along Redondo. Hell, there are many bars right around where I live, but fuck, guys, use your eyes. Apparently too proud to just leave when they didn't comfortable, the stuck it out, eventually getting into a fight.
If you're standing on a corner of Alamitos and Broadway, there are a few choices for watering holes. One side of the street has a neon shamrock surrounding the name Clancy's. Across from it is an establishment lined with rainbow flags called Hamburger Mary's. I imagine we all could guess which bar those marines would choose.
Mary's all the way, man, lookin' for action of some kind...
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