Fried Oysters at a Yakuza-Run Izakaya

Zさん："One time I was wandering around the streets of Roppongi, and I came across a small Izakaya that had a sign that claimed it had the best fried oysters in the city. The restaurant kinda looked like it had Yakuza connections. I had to check it out. So I went in, got a table, and ordered a huge plate of their fried oysters. The oysters were delicious, but also very salty. I ordered a large sake to wash it down. It was very strong sake, so drinking it made me hungry for more oysters... which made me thirsty for more sake... which made me hungry for more oysters... into a downward spiral. Before too long, I lost my inhibitions and got into a heated conversation with some rather large, muscle-bound patrons. That's the last thing I remember. I woke up the next morning in an alley behind the Izakaya, battered, bruised, and hungover. So the moral of the story is this: If you eat at an Yakuza-Run Izakaya, Don't Get カキ。 "