Uncharted Dives kept a ranking of the worst bars to have to do your business. None of the contributors ever anticipated having to use a toilet on this unfortunate list. Until one fateful Christmas, when they did.
It was a place of forgotten love. Where poets are quoted whose names are now lost. No one went there to win anything. Only to arrange a more perfect defeat. We always drank the big pitchers made from hard plastic. We spent Popeye’s 24th birthday there, and one night, after we accidentally started a melee…
A Lost Chapter in the Legend of San Diego Johnny, Prince of Dirt-Baggery and High Priest of Herpes…
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