Got an Ell story for yas. My older bro used to bounce at Silverados back in the day. I would sit at the door with him at work sometimes and check id's, even though A. I didn't work there and B. was only 19 at the time. Gotta kick outta not letting people in. Seeing the disappointment on their faces and watching them leave bitching was enough payment for me. Anyways, on one of these occasions, ER3 was outside the door waiting to see who was carding... my bro and I let him and some chick he was with inside in exchange for a Cat win in Lincoln. You know the rest of the story...
