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Dirty Pirate Hooker shots in a NYC dive bar! Aaaaaaarrhh!

Photo credit - Mike W - Yelp
Photo credit – Mike W – Yelp

Again, I can’t emphasize how much I love this divetastic bar! After another night of boozing here during this past Friday happy hour I realized where I now want my ashes spread when the day comes. Iggy’s Keltic Lounge located on the Lower East Side of NYC is one of those spots where you wander in and like a black hole all time is sucked away as you stumble out hours later.

Walking in and taking a seat the heavy metal sounds of old Metallica, GNR, and Iron effing Maiden are blasting out of the amazing jukebox here! Yes, this is a bar for metal, rock, and punk. If you listen to top 40 pop, hip hop, rap, crappy Taylor Swift and Maroon 5 dreck please leave and throw yourself under a bus. You have been warned. I just put $10 in the box and picked 30 songs that include Kiss, Maiden, Judas Priest, Ramones, Black Sabbath, The Smiths, and some Johnny Cash among others. Always play some Johnny Cash.

An affable bartender who thinks he is a pirate, dresses like one, and will great you with a hearty hello while setting up your libation. Pirate Mike is the man. He works the bar pretty much by himself during happy hour and the occasional weekend afternoons that I have drank the day away here, and he is a pro at it. He loves the lasses and they would walk the plank for this sea dog. Yo Ho Ho! Continue reading Dirty Pirate Hooker shots in a NYC dive bar! Aaaaaaarrhh!

The Patriot Saloon – cheap beer, bras, and AMURRICA in NYC!

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So, now I know what it means to enter the dark world that is Jerry Springer’s mind. If he had a bar in NYC this would be it. I am a big fan of dive bars, and truly love hanging out in them, but The Patriot is something special. It’s the kind of bar that borders on cartoonish imagery to the dark recesses of someone’s twisted psyche.

Cheap beer. Effing. Cheap. Beer. Cheap effing drinks. Some cheap bar food too – burgers, wings, hot dogs. Did I mention this place is cheap to drink at? Cheap!

Bra’s and panties hanging off the walls and ceiling. Yee Haw!

Pinball machine, pool tables upstairs, killer jukebox, divey decor, and goofy weird stuff like an alligator on a surfboard suspended from the rafters. All that’s needed is a monster truck parked outside and mud wrestling pit to complete the ambiance. Continue reading The Patriot Saloon – cheap beer, bras, and AMURRICA in NYC!

Otto’s Shrunken Head – kitschy tattooed tiki fun in NYC!

Photo credit - Otto's Shrunken Head
Photo credit – Otto’s Shrunken Head

Punk rockabilly surfer tiki bar. So much kitsch. So much fun. So many tattoos!

I started off another of my epic bar crawls at Otto’s Shrunken Head for happy hour. It’s kind of fitting that they have $3 pints of PBR of which I downed a few along with a shot of Jameson while listing to the DJ play an eclectic mix of punk, surfer, goth, and rock tunes. Since it was early still I had a chance to chill out as the crowd was sparse save for a sexy tattooed bartender who dug my Star Wars dancing Stormtrooper t-shirt, and the two tattooed ladies in cool throwback Bettie Page styled outfits that asked me to turn around and model for them. The crowd that was in there ranged from older sexy tattooed cougars, to younger hipsters, to fun music types, to punks, to rockers, and other kinds all mixed into one giant flaming tiki bowl of personalities. Half the crowd looks like they want to kick your ass, including the bartender if you piss her off, and the other half looks like they would be fun to get drunk with as they are all here for that one sole purpose. It’s a fun diverse crowd in a fun eccentric retro tiki themed bar! Continue reading Otto’s Shrunken Head – kitschy tattooed tiki fun in NYC!

The Money Shot of Hot Dogs – Crif Dogs NYC!

Now that’s a threesome to get excited about!

I never had wanted to shove a tube of meat deep inside me as much as I had when I encountered Crif!

Boy, that sounds soooo dirty, doesn’t it? The honest truth is that I loved swallowing every inch of this meat goodness down my throat.

Wait! What the hell did I just say? This isn’t a porn shoot!

Eating a Crif Dog does feel like erotic perfection though. Crispy bacon sexiness wrapped around an all beef hot dog, and engulfed with creamy toppings, and fitted into a soft bun sleeve. Alluring and crave-inducing they are like a fetish you secretly harbor. Armed with a recent Groupon deal of $5 for $10 worth of food I came into this den of hot dog debauchery ready to explore my inner meat craving. Continue reading The Money Shot of Hot Dogs – Crif Dogs NYC!