Moustachioe's

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You cocksucker, motherfucker.

We dug your mother up and we fucked her. We fucked her skeleton, Red.

anybody take whammy bar?

There's a joint down on the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri called "Big Dick's Halfway Inn," and they have a logo of a guy that looks like a dick 'n' balls, waterskiing and so forth. It's my dad's favorite place ever.

I would name my bar The Hard Dive. EDIT: Or maybe "The Spacebar." Instead of a wooden bar and barstools, there would be a large metal workbench and uncomfortable metal stools like in an older network operations center, complete with a ton of RJ45 wall plate jacks to plug into ethernet ports. The temperature would be set to 65 degrees. To make a drink order, you would have to enter commands such as "COPY HONKERS.ALE C:\MY.TAB" into a dos prompt at a terminal sitting next to you. The mens room would say "External Floppy Drives" and the ladies room would say "Internal PCI Slots," although, in all honesty, there would probably not be very many ladies there ever.

Also, unrelated, I've always wanted to open up a Pho restaurant called "Pho Q"

Reginald Veljohnson's. The staff would wear cop hats, and pictures/memorabilia from Reginald's glittering career would adorn the place. When he came to shut it down for legal reasons, the staff could just take their shirts off, and it would go on as a gay cop/fetish joint.

The Stomach Pump
McAlcohol Poisoning
Bleeder's
The Stuck Pig
3 Sheets
The Crutch
Blackout's
The Poison Well
Shake's

Whiskey Dick's

The Retard Room