You know it. It has sticky floors and fairly gross bathrooms. Ours is Dr.'s Inn, and what it does have going for it is relatively cheap beer of a good selection (meaning it doesn't have to be a domestic redneck beer), interesting bar food (corn dogs, hush puppies, or Dr.'s Sauce anyone?), and ample darts/pool.
It also tends to have mass bunches of our friends on varying Friday nights - which was a the case a few weeks back. I like these moments. I like that even in adulthood there is still time for catching up in large groups, "It's our turn to buy a pitcher", and endless people wanting to play darts. (And as a bonus, I can now control the jukebox via my phone and keep the indie music coming. There may have been sing-alongs. It may have been awesome.)
Clearly these nights won't last forever. There will be fewer free weekends, more babysitter bills to pay, and less of a draw for sticky floors with missing tile (it's already been waning for some time) - but for now it's all good.
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