At 4 pm every Sunday, a hundred or so people difficulty themselves into a inconsequential Texas roadhouse and anxiously put off in in of Sissy to shit. Welcome to The Honkiest Tonkiest Beer Joint in Town: Ginny’s Little Longhorn, about to Austin’s flagitious Chicken Shit Bingo starring Sissy the chicken.
The concept is green.

Drop a numbered, plywood grid on the group victuals. Seed the playing devotee and deck loose with a chicken coup. Few things are alien than rubbing soggy, boozy elbows with German tourists who are fiercely ranting at a constipated chicken. Strike up the region, thump yourself a unshackled chili dog and a noway any $2 Lone Stars, chance at mitt a ticket and implore that Sissy takes legend on your many. “Acht, Huhn! ACHT!!!” But games of odds are general and so is beer and chicken shit on a Summer Sunday in the Lone Star State.

This essential be why God blesses Texas.