IncandescentInsanity

Bartender Billy looked into his reflection in the glass. Were his eyes really that big? He knew he couldn't really go off this warped image before him, but he always wondered. Was that another world in there? A parallel mirror universe where parallel Billy looked into the glass at the same time? He shook his head and tried to turn his attention back to the bargoer, a businessman of some sort, who was currently pouring his heart out to him. Damn, he hadn't been listening. "That's rough" was all that the bartender could say, as he assumed that the other man's spew of words was classified as depressing. He knew what would make him feel better, t