Everybody, meet Jeff the fish. He’s a straight-edge punker who’s livin’ large in a tank at 169 Bar, and doesn’t take too kindly to alcoholic handouts. There’s even a sign which explains his position on the matter. Note the rogue grammar additions, too:

Hello, my name is Jeff. I’m a fish.
I know you think it’s as funny as shit, but I don’t drink beer, cocktails, or shots.
If you see anyone pouring a drink into my tank, can you do me a favor and punch them in the mouth?
So there you have it. Next time you have a pint at 169, say hello. He’ll even follow your hand while pressed against the glass. Just don’t f*ck with him. Or else!

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