I have the best Rob Roy story. My buddy asked me to check out this bar near his place in St Paul. It had a slight hooters theme, but wasnt a hooters. The staff uniform was a pair of shorts so tight not having a camel toe was impossible and a dish rag for a top. He orders a Roby Roy and the bartender is completely confused. Tells him to hang on while she grabs "the book." She pulls out a drink book from a cabinet and a huge dust cloud emits from it as she sets it down and starts paging. I told him, "dude change your order its going to be bad" but he was undeterred by his desire for a high octane beverage. She slaps it together and slides it down to him. He drinks and goes sour face and exclaims, "its awful!!" I couldn't believe he was surprised by that.