Having enough of our fill at the Corner, our bartender Ryan from the Barley Mash was kind enough to put us on the VIP list so that we could come in for free after the game. We took full advantage of that, and AP led us past the long line of hopefuls, approached the bouncer, and proclaimed, "We're on the list." After a cursory check, we were allowed through. Though the place was hopping, we figured that we had had our fill of the Barley Mash for the day and decided to venture elsewhere.
We wandered down to F St. and found ourselves at the Double Deuce. AP worked his magic again, distracting the bouncer and hostess out of the $10 cover charge for all of us. Good ol'AP! The bar is a bit tight and always packed, and has a country western feel to it with its biggest selling point being their mechanical bull.
Oh, he might look friendly, but as soon as a bachelorette party wanders in, and they do very often, the poor bride-to-be is bucked around in a most suggestive manner. And I stress, most suggestive. If you're female and you find yourself at the Double Deuce, be prepared to lose and article of clothing or two. Oh, and wear some sort of underwear. AP and Enrique will attest that one fine young lady, who failed to wear under garments, showed everyone in the bar what she was made of! Sorry, can't post THAT picture! However, feat your eyes on a few beauties here. I only wish that I had a better camera!
We left with the masses at around 2 AM, and though we were tired, Enrique led us through the throngs of people in search for pizza slices. The paper plate tasted as good as the pizza, but then again it was really late. AP even found a second place to satisfy his late night munchies. All in all, the long day and night was a whole lot of fun!
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