Dive Bar

Dive Bar

My very weak bladder was about to burst during a long commute outside the center of Stockholm a few nights ago. The BF thought it was best to get out of the subway and try to find a place where I can drain my pipe so to speak. We ended up at this dive bar and my man, being a real man, simply could not resist the appeal of five dollar beers. He had one, I had one and then there's the flip cam.