For The Bar Players... What Your Dive Bar To play???

[markjames]

well the free beer and bikers making threats sounds pretty crazy, but those carbon fiber shafts, giant screen hd teevees and diamond tables ain’t no dive bar

 

[ShootingArts]

well the free beer and bikers making threats sounds pretty crazy, but those carbon fiber shafts, giant screen hd teevees and diamond tables ain’t no dive bar

Different place. Two old Valleys, no TV. Bowling machine, juke box, and cigarette machine. The juke box and cigarette machine were owned by a Good Hands company. I don't remember about the tables. Broken cushion for years on one of the tables. Only about a foot of it and we played around it.

We built it into an action place over the years, a good place to pump up if you had the stick to do it. Some of the best road players in the country tried and came up short. Always action but it wasn't always easy action with a roomful of barbox specialists that played those tables pretty much nightly.

Hu

 

[Mensabum]

My low dive already mentioned: I came in one afternoon and the owner had hired a barmaid from the rich side of town. She and her boyfriend were the only people there and both shaking like bird dogs passing peach pits. None of the clientele was the gentile kind and Don and Johnny, a couple bikers, had passed through and said they would be back in a bit to kill her boyfriend if he was still there and rape her.

I wasn't particularly concerned, I knew Don and Johnny. Johnny was carrying but not inclined to get into too much hassle. The girl was pretty and offered free beer if I would hang around and babysit them. Sure, not passing on free beer. Don and Johnny did come back. When they found me there they talked a bit and left. As expected, while they had fun scaring hell out of the couple, they had no intention of getting too carried away.

Just anudder day in paradise! Once the evening crowd started coming in I moved on to greener pastures.

Hu

I've had some good takes outta places like that, but it's tough but with the risks involved and all that, don't like to work that hard. You don't think about that stuff when you're young and doing it. I was gonna live forever!!
Bring it on. Lol.

 

[Mensabum]

A list like that was making the rounds in the eighties. Three or four people told me I was on it but nobody was showing it to strangers. If you have Hu or any of my nicknames, a large hairy fellow playing out of the Rac-it-Bac or maybe Rak-it-Bak in the northern edge of Baton Rouge that was my most regular haunt. I could be found mostly there or points south or southwest in Louisiana.

Hu

Internet killed all that. No more farming like we used to - Have a string of places you could tap ala you didn't do it too often.
Your description was out there for everyone to see before your vehicle left the parking lot. Made it tough. Everybody wanted the 'nuts' after that.
Fun while it lasted.