Grand Liquor

The two fellows that "helped" me at Grand Liquor were completely off their rockers. As I understand it, the state of California has pretty strict laws regarding selling to minors. I, however, am not a minor. After confiscating my drivers license (which is from Texas, and quite hard, and expensive to renew), they held me while they "called the cops". What I suspect was the owner, then sat with a half smile on his face telling me that "this person comes in my store all the time! it is not you!" After about an hour they decided that they wanted to close and handed my license back, after telling me that if I ever "came back to the store you will be sleeping in a jail cell, my friend, I promise." The other, rather rotund man then chased me, if you can call it that, down the street calling me a slew of curse words. I suspect that these two men should be very heavily medicated, or at least have psychiatric evaluations done by some very, very good doctors. I wouldn't go here if you value your life. I have a feeling that these two weren't very far from taking me to the back and attaching a car battery to my nipples.