Double Deuce

Food? Well, rumor has it there's some auto-dispenser popcorn somewhere. But if you're craving that treat, you'll need to wade through miles of ambience to get there. And by "ambience", I mean the bold symphony of 80's pop and contemporary country that ruthlessly pelts customers from some unseen evil control room deep in the recesses of this brutal establishment.

Perhaps Lucifer himself is behind the controls, deftly casting evil spells in the form of auditory nightmares. And periodically he emerges from his lair to pace the bartop (yes, I'm referring to the size 12 footprints gracing the bar where I sat.

So in summary; don't come here looking for food. Don't look for cleanliness. And it has the atmosphere of a high security prison somewhere out on the plains of Texas.

But damn it... my Budweisers where $1. I shit you not.