i walked up out of the car park and i could feel the glare of the doorman on my like a spotlight in fox river

can't take me anywhere eh, if it's not my hat it's my phone, what next? someone will find a pub where you can't wear glasses? or have legs or 8 fingers or the like eh

mind you, they let jim in, but i think that had something to do with lots of peole arguing with the doormen because of their "no kids even in the car park after 7pm" or some daft