Hello Readers! I went to Buck’s Party Bar so you won’t have to.
First off there was a cover. Sure it was only 5 dollars but it wasn’t like there was a band or anything the bar had to pay. It was paying for the pleasure of paying them for drinks. Whateva.
Our first stop was the sports bar side of the bar. There were a lot of a certain type of guy there. The type of guys that wear white baseball caps (preferably backwards), Affliction t-shirts and pump their fists in the air a lot. There was a UFC fight playing on all of the many TVs so they were in an especially fist-pumpy mood.
I figured there would be more excitement to witness on the other side of the bar. The side with the mechanical bull...
In my head I was picturing an Urban Cowboy sort of scenario. Some serious bull-riding, followed by romantic trailer park love. A real life Bud and Sissy. I couldn’t have been more off.
What I saw was awfully unhygienic. As you can see from the picture wearing a short dress didn’t stop ladies from riding the bull. There was a “reign” they could hold onto. Which fit directly into their vaginal area. In case you were wondering this reign was not getting cleaned after each ride. Hope you ladies enjoy your genital herpes!
The DJ booth was elevated. A few minutes after entering we heard him say, “Get so fucked up you can’t remember names of colors! Who’s coming with me?!” Eloquent.
After the UFC fight was over the other side of the bar was much more tolerable.
Basically Buc’s Party Bar is for the 30-50 year crowd that is looking for a night of “love” that will most likely be followed by a dose of penicillin.
Kung Fu Tap=2 Thumbs up
Buc’s Party Bar=Your thumbs better wear protection