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.
LateWed Night I was killing beers at Gippers and a chick I was talking to told me about this 31 year old douche bag named James Hill from Murrysville Pennsylvania. The guy sends a text to one of his buddies named Eric, asking if he was home or not. Her brother is a cop, that’s how she heard about this one. Only Eric and James were not really friends, they just kind of knew some of the same people and had each others numbers.