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| - Cherry Lounge. How I despise thee. Perhaps I've had horrible experiences, and I'm writing a biased review. But everytime I've decided to go there, I've loathed it. The bar (sorry, I suppose the correct term is "lounge" but it is a sorry excuse for one) is extremely run-down, and you automatically want to take a shower when you step in the place. I'll say this much. The bartenders are friendly, to say the least. I'm always pleased with the service, and the drinks are alright. However, the security guards are tools. I mean, I understand you have to have a mean demeanor, but come on, can't you smile a bit? This one dude gruffly told me to leave, and I tried to converse with him, and he automatically had a "holier-than-thou" attitude. You can suck it. I'm definitely not trying to flirt with you. Anyway, people that frequent this place - and yes, there are exceptions to the rule, so don't take offense: under-age boys that are insecure with their masculinity, and have the desire to dress in jeans ten sizes too large, and a mouth to match it. Honestly, I'd have to be dead drunk to even be near this place. Yuck.
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