Just call me Negative Nellie with all these bad reviews I've been writing. I've been to 806 in the past and liked it. I've had fun there. I've heard about all their drug troubles and decided to try it anyways.
I barely made it in the door. Not cause I didn't want to. But there was this massive human being blocking it. He looked like a Jersey shore version of Popeye. He was surrounded by similar looking friends. The whole place looked like a fist pumping reunion was about to start. I'm just not that cool. So my group just left.