This place was just alright.
since it use to be salty senoritas, it already had the appeal.
The drinks are expensive and since I'm not a 12 year old, I can drink a lot.
The last time i went there, My wife and I met a cool couple and for some reason hung out with them all night getting hammered.
Now, since this place is littered with total D-bags, the appeal has gone down a fresh bemis toilet. Its like those "i tell people I'm a cage fighter but honestly I can barely put my own clothes on by myself" have radars in their bandanas and can spot a new bar when it opens.
I think Ill just stick to buying 30 packs and sleeping under my stair case every friday and saturday night wasted with my pants around my ankles. WAYYYY more fun.