The Infamous Bar Scene My dad, me, and my dad's friend Julius (from back to front). My dad and his friend told the chick behind the bar that we were going around the lower penninsula (of Michigan obviously) to all the bars and getting our picture taken. Which we really weren't but it was funny cuz the lady believed us and even directed us to another nearby bar. See that white hot dog paper in front of me. I was supposed to save some of that hot dog for our actual dog, a beagle, who was waiting in the truck. But I forgot. The dog didn't really care. Note: A copy of this picture does happen to hang in my front room, hence the infamy (in my family anyway).