I always keep a bottle of stimulant handy in case I see a snake-which I also keep handy.
No windows, the same toothless drunks in there at noon as at midnight, gross mural on the exterior depicting creepy-faced buxom she-otters and sleazy he-otters merrily socializing with a pint or two, and to top it off, it's supremely dank and non-descriptly awful inside the bar.
Cheap liquor and beer are the specialties of the house.
Kings is the home of the pickled brainered!
people fuck in the bathrooms, condoms on the floor put out cigarette's on the floor and maybe a on a mild nite you might get the chance to pick glass outta your head or ass! and a free titty dance from the barmaid who is drunk and missing a few teeth. check it out!
Be prepared for some loud music before entering this place as it's official subtitle is 'Home Of Metal History'. You can hear anything from Manowar to Mayhem and from Rammstein to Morbid Angel. Run by Johnny and his wife Mieke this place is one of the best hangouts in Holland. It opens between 22:00 and 23:00 at night and it closes at about 04:00 am on regular days but on friday and especially saturday it doesn't close until Johnny's bored. And he doesn't get bored quick when there's drunk people to talk to!
The beer is fairly cheap compared to the surrounding bars in the centre of Groningen. Order bottles though! Read more »
This is a true sleazy bar in the heart of the Loop. The paint is peeling off of the walls, the mirror behind the bar (where it isn't busted out) hasn't been cleaned since before the war, their "patio furniture" is tables from the bar moved to the sidewalk, the bathroom is cleaned by a homeless man who is paid in wine (so you can imagine the quality job there), the glassware is murky and the food gives you indigestion right away.
On the upside, if you want to become a regular somewhere, it is easy here. Show up, drink, shut up and then leave. Low-key is hardly the word. The staff is no-nonsense, but friendly. And where else in the Loop can you get a beer for under $2.00.
Cal's...an experience for all who have the guts to do it.
Somewhat curiously given it's name, the Oriental Bar has a Christmas feel with the year round kitsch colored lights strung above the many mirrors.
The bar ladies are hardly in a festive mood though, and will soon get down to business demanding drinks and then some. The toilet might have never been cleaned but let's face it, you shouldn't be going here for that.
Despite overdosing on sleaze you are likely to meet some genuinely friendly Ethiopian men. They will buy you drinks and get sloshed with you, a great time. When things do get slow head down the same road to John Bar or any of the other 50 bars in this capital of hospitable sleaze.
The darkest and dumpiest bar in Savannah, GA. Smells like piss, because the scum that hangs out there probably doesn't know how to use the delapidated bathroom. The most exotic drink they have is PBR. Owned and operated by a foul mouth Korean woman, this dive belongs on this site for sure.
Location: Bay St. at Montgomery
Allegedly the oldest gay bar west of the Mississippi, if not in the entire US, it looks and smells it. It opened circa 1949 and was once Salt Lake City’s best (and maybe only) jazz bar, playing host to Dizzy Gillespie and Louis Armstrong in its glory days; The Radio City Lounge slowly became a gay watering place and by the early 1960’s was solidly gay.
Old timers will tell you how elegant the bar once was, with gold lame curtains and deep banquettes. Now it carries an (ahem) atmosphere all its own. The sprayed ceiling is the color of overused motor oil and 55 years of cigarette smoke has drawn interesting patterns down the wall. Read more »
The Hub for many years was an incredible "hole in the wall" bar, it was dark and had the smell of old beer and booze hanging in the air,it had the worst bathrooms, but the best jukebox and the drinks were real....nothing watered down here. You could find anyone in there; from daily drunks to "society" people..it was the place to go.
because the evangelist mayor of antigua closes all bars in this town before midnight.... try 1 mile walk on avenida 4 in southersn direction.
if you hit the last block you are at the female jail in town go left and cross parque san francisco one more block south and you hit the asphalt road... CITY LIMIT..you now enter jocotenango
follow the road on tour left hand side and then a couple of blocks on this road you will find "night chica's".
the place is what you expect it to be.but if you come there three nights in a row the girls know you and don't offer their services to you any more..
not that you want to anyway because most of them are 6 month's pregnant and have two teeth.
enjoy!! Read more »
Skanky bikers unite! I nominate The Handle Bar in Youngstown, Ohio as one sleazy bar!
This is the home of seventy five cent draft beer and washed up haggard barwenches who wear orange and black Harley Davidson inspired tank tops without the aid of a supportive undergarment!
This is one dimly lit bar, which is just as well as many of the patrons would scare the living bejeezus out of you if you encountered them in the harsh light of day. There is a nice selection of bras hanging from the ceiling as ladies are encouraged to show off their assets upon first visit! Read more »
Deep under the surface of Portland lies the famous Geno's. The only way in is through a black door and down a narrow flight of stairs. Once down there, there is no escape, no help, as your cell phone has no service. A band will be playing loud punk music, ideally. The beer is no frills. The mixed drinks are strong. The bartender is trashed.
The lady's room has seen some action. The green room has seen more.
The most famous true tale of Geno's is GG Allen took a shit on the stage, and Geno himself kicked him out.
Allthough Romania should be loaded with sleazy bars, they're pretty hard to find.
For the Brittannia Arms Pub the location is definitely a sleazy factor: if you're heading from the main road into Str. Rebublici you won't find anything like a sign. After 50 meters you'll find a sign for a Kodak photoshop, if you'll walk into the dark alley underneath you'll find the door of the bar around the right corner.
The bar is located in the basement. Unfortunately the bar has changed owner last year which cost the bar quite some sleazy points. But a visit on fridays or saturdays, when the local FC Brasov hooligans hang out, is always worthwile.
Managed, if that´s the right word, by the legendary Robin, this bar is a lot less sleazy than the girlie bars on Patong Beach but it deserves a mention for the sheer amount of alcohol imbibed on the premises. The landlord usually passes out on the bar sofa at around 1am, leaving the customers to help themselves. Try a Sang Thip bucket or a few bottles of the ridiculously strong Chang beer and join Robin on the sofa for some open mouthed snoring oblivion-type action. You get a nice mix of screeching locals, baffled tourists, alcoholic ex-pats (thankfully not too many of them) and the occasional ´character`.
This place is recommended to us by our dear friend, Uncle Sam.
The Walabeba is located on the Awudome (street). The place is one of many in Accra, but since it is located in the home town of Sam, we post this one. It is open 24 hours. To enter you have to go through a gate, before you reach the compound. The Walabeba is owned by a lady. If she's asleep you just wake her up and the bar is open. There is live music and of course you'll have to drink the 'kill me quick' (Akpeteshi, the local drink made of roots and destilled palmwine).
If you ever go there let us know, and bring a bottle of Akpeteshi to Amsterdam!