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That is ludicrous. What kind of backwoods Focus on the Family duplicators were they sending it to? Why any business would refuse someone's money to print their work - especially in this economic climate - just because the art isn't to their taste is completely beyond me.

In fact, if they could supply a list of the offending duplicators so the rest of us would know where our dollars aren't wanted, that would be great.

I love that last paragraph, though.

I have a good mind not to go to King Cobra shows after last weeks run in with the mother fuckers that call themselves "security".

Example... before last call was even yelled i went to the bar and ordered a drink, turn around from the bar with drink and hand to come face to face with uber security woman on steroids, who informs me to drink my drink. after a baffled look on my part she informs me shes going to turn around and when she comes back in a few seconds, i better be done and out the door. not only does she looks like she wants to kick my ass for have the nerve to be drinking at a bar, her equally Neanderthal looking co-hort also informs me to drink up before i get tossed.

So her i am having a good ol' time at a bar getting the stare down from two meat heads on a power trip about to kick my ass for not drinking fast enough, before last call and at 1:10am. fun times! thanks king cobra for being the lamest bar on the hill. good job

after i got tossed there were groups of customers all a little baffled at their similar experience, standing out side, wondering why did they hire such a power hungry staff so willing to flex their muscle over making money. bad busy, bad bar.

I have a good mind not to go to King Cobra shows after last weeks run in with the mother fuckers that call themselves "security".

Example... before last call was even yelled i went to the bar and ordered a drink, turn around from the bar with drink and hand to come face to face with uber security woman on steroids, who informs me to drink my drink. after a baffled look on my part she informs me shes going to turn around and when she comes back in a few seconds, i better be done and out the door. not only does she looks like she wants to kick my ass for have the nerve to be drinking at a bar, her equally Neanderthal looking co-hort also informs me to drink up before i get tossed.

So her i am having a good ol' time at a bar getting the stare down from two meat heads on a power trip about to kick my ass for not drinking fast enough, before last call and at 1:10am. fun times! thanks king cobra for being the lamest bar on the hill. good job

after i got tossed there were groups of customers all a little baffled at their similar experience, standing out side, wondering why did they hire such a power hungry staff so willing to flex their muscle over making money. bad busy, bad bar.