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| - I've been here twice. The first time, I got a hard time for playing a song on the jukebox.
The second time, one of the owners was hammered drunk and acted like a frat boy and wanted to fight, but typical of that breed, was all talk. Come to find out later, this is a good place to buy drugs, if you like that kind of thing. So, this bald idiot owner grabbed me by the jacket, wanted me to come outside, came an inch within my face and wanted to fight me. He wanted to "teach me something about life." I decided it was a good time to leave and tell the bartender I was never coming back. If you're running a business, you better have a damn good reason for physically threatening a customer. And if you're gonna posture like that, be a man and follow through. I've been a bartender and I never worked for anyone who so unprofessional and belligerent. I'm sure he wouldn't have been such a tough guy if he hadn't been in his own place.
This place should be closed down. Sooner or later, it's the kind of place you'll see on the news, b/c someone got stabbed or b/c of a drug bust.
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