There was a bar in Bloomington, IL when I went to school at ISU, and I cannot for the life of me remember which one it was. There were plenty of HORRIBLE fucking bars in Bloomington, but this one was the worst. I just tried to google it and thankfully it is gone, I think, although plenty of the other horrible fucking bars are still there.

It was like if you went to a basement frat party, except instead of bringing your own cheap beer you had to pay a lot of money (or at least what seemed like a lot at the time...probably $2.50 a beer as compared to the typical $1 to $1.50) and wait in line to get in, after taking a cab to get there. This dump was complete with long lines for every bathroom, constant blaring of frat boy approved pop tunes like "Brass Monkey" and "Tootsie Roll", and plenty of privileged dickheads looking for fights and dancing like fuckwads bumping into you all over the place, while the whores accompanying them would go "WOOOOOO!!!" a lot and wear sparkly tube tops and black stretchy pants. (this was circa 1999, 2000)

The sad thing is that I totally struck out with whatever girls I had gone there with on the sole pretense of really wanting to get in their pants. I am ashamed. I blame the fact that I was not thinking clearly since I would typically be drunk from 3pm on Thursday most of the way until waking up at noon on Sunday those days.

State College!

After the invasion of the, young professional/consumer culture loving twats that have taken over all areas of the City, Chicago now has only a handful of decent bars left.

BadComrade wrote:I parked in Studio 63's parking lot tonight!

They allow customers from the Lithuanian restaurant that's right around the corner to park there when the tiny lot at the restaurant is full.

Things were just getting started as I was walking to my car. I kinda wanted to hang out in the parking for a while to see who rolled in, but my Lithuanian wasn't feeling so good, so I took her home.

I can't believe I was there!

Dude, let's go back I'll come pick you up we'll be swimming in blubber by 1 am

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Hey what the fuck is this?! Is this someone's idea of a joke?

Boombats wrote:

Jesus

danmohr once dragged me into Borrowed Bucks Roadhouse in Grand Forks, ND. Don't let the 'roadhouse' part fool you, it's just a shitty college bar with a rural debris theme.

Marsupialized wrote:Jesus

Marsupialized wrote:

Can these be purchased in bulk? I can personalize them by using those iron-on 1 inch black fuzzy letters on the back. Perfect x-mas gifts.