I'm no stranger to weird nights drinking at various Grand Rapids establishments and I hear a ton of messed up crap! This is one of those tales. It's another edition of From the Bar Stool. Dude I was killing the beers with last week told me about a Valentines Day massacre he recently heard about. How would you like your eyeball to end up out of your eye and stuck to the heel of some crazy chicks high heeled shoe?!