They had all woken up with more energy than the day before. Ringo was excited for the new day and the opportunities it brought with it.  Peter made a hearty breakfast for everyone. Today they didn't sit outside because the fire ant fiasco of yesterday was still fresh in everyone's minds.
"So what are we going to do today?" Ringo asked with the enthusiasm of a camp counselor.
"Well I need to go get groceries and then we can go to my favorite bar for lunch."
"Sounds great! We would love to go."
Shatner was not thrilled about the idea of going to a grocery store but he didn't want to stay home. They left in Peter's car and headed straight for Publix, where shopping is a pleasure.

They entered the grocery store. Ringo looked around in awe. Ringo hadn't been inside a grocery store since he was a young lad, but that might've been a fever dream since he was expecting the angels hanging in the air of the wine section to attack him.

"I would normally go to Winn Dixie but I recently learned some terrible news about them. Something so awful they could never win back my love." Peter paused for a moment, composing himself before delivering the news, "They bought out Sweetbay." his voice got the most emotional either of his fathers had ever heard it.
"That's...that's absolutely terrible! How could they? I can't believe the treachery!" Ringo was outraged, he  had never heard of Winn Dixie or a Sweetbay, but he felt his son's outrage nonetheless.

They wandered down the produce section. Ringo grabs a few apples and oranges and puts them into the cart Shatner was stuck pushing. Ringo grabbed bananas, blueberries, and mangos for a smoothie he was going to make for breakfast tomorrow. They then went to the snack and chip isle where they got oreos, animal crackers, rainbow goldfish (gay fish), and crackers. They grabbed a box of raisin bran cereal (Ringo's favorite) for good measure. They walked past the meat aisle on their way out and Ringo very definitely said to his new son. 
"Y'know meat is murder right?"
"Interesting." Peter didn't know what that entirely meant but neither did Ringo if he was being honest.

They bought all the items in their cart. Shatner stood uninterested as they unpacked and bought everything in front of them. Peter grabbed a Florida Lotto ticket on their way out. The Florida lottery ticket was important for all Floridians to get at a minimum of once a month to help support the youth. The Florida Lottery ticket helps fund scholarships like Bright Futures for the youth of tomorrow and today.

They put the groceries in the trunk. They soon arrived at a bar called Skipper's Smokehouse, it was off of skipper road. "The bar was named after the road, not the other way around." Peter told them. They parked and Shatner noted how odd the parking lot was, "What's the ground made of?"
"Oh I'm glad you asked father, it's actually the crushed up oyster shells of the freshly shucked oysters. If we're lucky we'll be able to see someone shuck an oyster in person."
"Wow! They actually shuck them in front of you! I'm always worried what I'm served isn't a real oyster so it's good to have proof!" Ringo said.
As they walked towards the building they saw a mural on the side facing the front. "I feel so honored." Ringo exclaimed looking up at the beautifully done yellow submarine. "They captured my essence in that song so well, you can almost hear the drum beating as you look at it."
"Oh yeah one of their queer bartenders did that."
As they walk up Shatner starts to head right, towards the area where they have shows, he walks past the stage, and the section of ground that was once sand with a firepit and is now covered in wood for safety reasons, all the way to the part that is still sand.
"Father, what are you doing, the bar is that way." Peter points left.
"Oh opps." Shatner walks back sadly he was hoping to find a good seat for the show, but given that the poster says the next show is on friday, and that there was no man at the door (that isn't actually a door btw), he realized there likely would be no live music any time soon.

They walked past the smoking garden and table of knowledge, until finally they reached the entrance to the bar. They walked in and made their way all the way to the other end of the bar, passing a picture of a weird middle schooler with a sash saying valedictorian on it, she probably grew up to drop out of highschool they all thought. Once they made it to the very end of the bar Peter sat down, there weren't many other people there given it was 1pm on a weekday and most people have jobs.

Peter addressed the bartender by name but neither shatner nor ringo were paying any attention to it. They all ordered their drinks (insert drinks), and took a look at the menu. They also finally had a chance to look around the room, it was fascinating, a bar but with tables in an alcove in the back, a weird clock and weird decorations everywhere, the walls were covered in pictures of people who were most likely regular patrons but no sign of peter in any of them (it was likely no one liked him shatner thought), behind the bar was similar, odd decorations and pictures, in front of them there was even a long mirror covered in stickers (many of them somewhat vulgar and inappropriate, who would ever bring child into this establishment) and every wall in the building appeared to be held up completely by staples.

The bartender, who had obviously worked there for years, came over and started shucking oysters right in front of them. Ringo stared in awe with his mouth open the whole time. He had never seen a person adorn gloves and so seamlessly shuck oyster after oyster, he may have been in the splash zone as the sign said but he was mesmerized.

They ordered their food, Peter got his usual, wahoo nuggets with extra hot sauce, and Ringo ordered oysters and alligator bites. Shatner wasn't hungry and just ordered vodka. Shatner decided to make it his goal to get wasted out of his mind. Shatner didn't want to be here in Florida, at a bar, with his son. He ordered shots full of oyster and vodka. He didn't really like oysters but hey when in Florida.

Neither Ringo nor Peter were concerned by this fact. I mean Shatner was an adult so of course he'd make good decisions is what they thought but they thought wrong.
Shatner had to piss so bad. He had gone through almost a dozen oyster shots. He asked the bartender where the bathroom was because he couldn't be bothered to talk to his son. He got up without a word and walked out the door back outside, past the table of knowledge and to the mens bathroom behind it. When he entered the bathroom he saw, instead of your traditional urinal, a bathtub. Or perhaps it was a trough he was very drunk. Either way he pissed in it, and it was the best piss he had in his life, whether that was due to the alcohol or his makeshift urinal he may never know.

After he walked out of the bathroom Shatner noitected a mirror next to the door in between the two bathrooms, he stared at himself, his face surrounded by stickers saying words he couldn't understand, he hadn't been able to read for hours, this was both his peak and lowest point. He then walked back inside and sat down next to his son.

"One beer in two beers out, am I right?" Peter said not being right. Shatner hit Peter over the head for being so stupid. "You know very well, I only drank vodka, I aint no pussy." he was slurring and his canadian accent came out in his drunkenness.

"I think we should go back home." Peter said.
"Of course you'd want to leave when the day was starting to get good." 
Shatner had previously promised Peter he would buy lunch, but walked away without saying a word about it. Peter didn't notice as he was too focused on his wasted father, the bartender did however and made sure to put it on Peter's tab and overcharge him for his fathers rowdy behavior.

Shatner was leaning on Ringo on their way back to the car. They got in and drove back home having done everything they needed to.