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| - A dive bar, a country bar, a drunk bar, a cash bar with a broken ass ATM. A bar. I've gotten hammered at this place on cheap beer (pbr or lite beer of some kind), seen it both quiet and fucking rowdy as shit. One night I was there and there were like 4 fights where people were really busting each others heads. That's when it's time for me to bail -- I want no part of getting accidentally shot by some guy I don't know who's just gotten stomped on by 3 other guys I don't know and decides to bust out his fucking 38 and fire a few off into the crowd. And I'm afraid to play darts in the place because it gets so packed I'm worried some retard who's not paying attention will walk in front of me right as I throw and take a dart to the face. D'oh! And there's always a bunch of ugly old chicks hitting on me. I'm taken lady, oh and 20 years younger than you, so please don't fucking touch me. Gross. And there are only 2 light bulbs in the whole place, and those are both neon beer signs, so you really can't tell what time it is when you are in there, until they yell GET THE FUCK OUT, IT'S 3AM AND LAST CALL WAS AN HOUR AGO. WE'RE CLOSED ASSHOLE.
But hey, details, right Yelpers? It's on the way home from Vistal, so can stop in for 20 or 30 coldbeers after a shitty day on the golf course. And it is pretty dark in there, so maybe the ugly old chicks aren't that ugly or old. Yeah, it's definitely the light. And the beer IS pretty cold and cheap.......
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