There’s Sym’s Shack of Sin which is a seedy bar, complete with a square TV with knobs to turn the channels, (Night of the Living Dead is playing, ecxept it’s muted.) barrels of peanuts and weird, imported beer you’ve never heard of. The bathrooms smell, but there’s always this weird older chick wearing Victorian dresses that ends up in there with different guys. Also, we promise, we’ll be fixing up the Spanish Fly dispenser soon. It’s really dim and smokey in here too. I think we’re supposed to have a non smoker area somewhere…and yeah, slot machines, dart boards, a Mortal Kombat arcade stand that won’t ever let you win, and we have a whole stack of Operation! board games for some reason.
We’re also featuring Econoline Crush live tonight. Or wait, we were, back in 1993, and when that band still existed. And when we actually had a stage. Had to take that down for reasons that have absolutely nothing to do with paying the rent.
The occasional fight breaks out, usually for some mundane reason, such as broken egos being kicked all the more, or because someone pissed on some dude’s shoes. But mostly, our patrons are all too unemployed and drunk to get violent. They just like to talk about the good old times because their existence doesn’t mean anything to them anymore.
I am a beacon for those disgraced, a light that reaches out to the godless, I am a vile infection on a fair maiden’s face, I am the cloud that hides the Sun, the darkness that spreads as a blanket of worms over your buffet, I am a parasite that steals your warmth. We are the shack of sin, come on in lmao. XD
Hey man, every main street needs a bar like this. I’m the festering wound of Fluther, and I take pride!
Now where’s the vid store at? We got one of those, right?