White Zin I bartend at a club that gets its fair share of whiskey tango (White trash). You know those types that drink white zinfandel spritzers and ask if you got cans of bud. It is sort of odd because we have a cover charge and our drinks are some what expensive. Any ho one night a gank-load came in. They must of all rented a bus at the trailer park and saved up their money from giving plasma. It was pure insanity i was running my ass off and getting stiffed so many times i thought I was working at a soup kitchen. It was summer so we has that great problem of fruit flies swarming and dieing every where. So I found out a new way to play "If you are rude to me you will get the same treatment" . I would find the glasses that were sitting up and had several dead and alive fruit flies in them and then I would serve the drinks of their choosing in these putrid, death ridden glassed. How many fruit flies can I get in to a drink before I serve it to these swine who liked to swear at me and have a bad odor. What a blessed event