Half the servers partake in the ritual of Le 'Nose Candy', the bouncers look like they want to skin you alive, and on a Saturday night, you will 100% hear someone sing a song with a racial slur in the chorus for their Karaoke night.
Just wholly full of Brampton charm...
I can't totally shit on Magnums though, the karaoke host did a great job and my dry gin martini tasted fab and came with 3 jumbo olives stuffed with garlic (tastes better than it sounds I promise).
And I left my server a big tip cause lord knows that girl needs to money to get through her shift with powdered help.