Intro
Here is an unreleased blog from the hand of Nude Dude. A blog from the vault if you will. It's about a bar that I went to in the Summer of 2012....
Bulldog
60
“Wing
Night” at Crusty Dive Bar in West Allis
Tuesday
June 19, 2012
Preface
I'm
on quest for the best wings in Milwaukee. So, I like to venture to
different bars with wing specials. I probably won't find the best
wings in Milwaukee because in reality I'm looking for the best deals
for wings in Milwaukee. In searching for the best deal, one will
have to make sacrifices in going to dingy bars filled with scumbags,
low life's, wenches, and drunk @$$holes or just plain @$$holes.
Bulldog 60 had all of these dirt bags present that night. The funny
thing was.. there was no more than 5 other people in the bar.
Here
is a list of these characters at this bar.
Drunk
50 year old
There
was the drunken 50 year old something that pissed away his life. He
claimed he didn't have more than $5 to his name. When I say drunk,
he was drunk. He spouted off things like, “Are you the Brazilian
soccer team?” He said this because of my curly hair and because me
and my buddies were all wearing red. Ironically, the Brazilian
soccer team doesn't wear red, there colors are blue and yellow. He
also played horrible jukebox songs and was on the verge of getting
kicked out. Actually, I think they did kick him out in a roundabout
way but the bartender was too passive to do it. A sad story if you
ask me.
@$$hole
Regular
There
was the @$$hole regular, who came there to talk to the bartender but
never got too drunk, just a buzz, enough to keep his dooshiness keen.
As we first walked in, I asked, “can I sit here?”. He replied,
“as long as your not annoying”. He claimed he was being
“feceious” (I'm guessing that's the only big word he knew). He
was the guy who had a comment for everything. Most of the time his
comments were generic and went unreplied. One moment in the night,
he made a fuss to the bartender that his money was taken from the bar
of where he was sitting. The bartender told him, “no, I didn't
touch it, it's not there”. He kept fussing and getting angrier...
swearing to himself saying “godamn't this goddammit that”. After
awhile he found the $2 in his pocket, go figure.
Ms.
Middle Aged Talk Too Much
There
was the middle aged lady who wore too much make up, not good enough
to get attention at a downtown bar, but good looking enough that at
this bar, everyone would think she was hot. She also kept the drinks
down as well. She was a motor mouth claiming she was “the smartest
person she knew”. She talked about how my buddy had the nicest
teeth and how she only is friend's with people with nice teeth. She
talked and talked and talked. She claimed she was a “supervisor”
but she then she claimed she wasn't but said if she was, she would
fire her employees if they were caught drinking at a bar. She
claimed the corporate title. She also name dropped a lot of downtown
bars to make here seem chic and trendy. She would not disclose her
high school or what college she went to. She made it very clear that
this information remain secret.
Awkward
Bartender
There
was the awkward bartender who didn't know how to keep a conversation.
Every so often, he would fill a small drinking glass of beer, then
chug it when the owner walked away to the back. This guy was tall
and goofy looking. He ended up overcharging us. Not much to say
about this guy because he was oddly regular if that makes sense. It
seemed like he was too normal to be the bartender which actually made
him the perfect bartender for this bar.
Old
Over Friendly Owner
Then
there was the old over friendly Asian woman who was the owner . She
took sh*t from no one but very cordial and nice. She had a great
sense of humor but when sh*t would hit the fan she would know how to
handle it. She claimed to have the best burgers in town. We asked
her why. She explained that they are made fresh, never frozen. She
also offered free drinks for our softball team if we came in.
So,
that was my night at Bulldog 60. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the
wings. This place had the hugest wings I've ever been served at a
bar. They must've pumped those chicken full of steroids. By the
way, she makes her own sauces ,which were delicious. I would go
again and suffer all through that mess again, because in the end it
was entertaining.
Twos...
