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OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! Guest post by Benjamin Steele I tumbled down a rabbit hole. Dentists are serving wine now. I have mixed feelings. I mean, that’s a pretty strong reason for me not to hate
It beckons you. Through neon lights and an illuminated martini glass, it calls your name. With cheap booze and rambling conversation, it pulls you in. Like a moth to a flame, or rather, a fly to a bar, The 500 Club sings a sweet siren’s song to all who pass her by. It says, “We are for each other,” and you admit she’s right, popping in for just one drink, which always turns into three.
Brought to you by Broke-Ass Stuart, Smoked Out Soul, Peroni & So Good Photobooth. Let’s face it: if your birthday is between November 23rd and January 3rd, it always sucks. Or at the very least is incredibly disappointing. Every year your birthday is competing with Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanza, and
Yes you read that right. The folks at ABV are celebrating their 3rd anniversary by giving out free tacos and booze. Its all in the press release they sent me which I’m pasting below. On Sunday, July 9th, critically-acclaimed American cocktail bar and beloved industry hangout, ABV will be celebrating its 3rd anniversary.
Well, queerest Broke-Ass Stuart readership, by now we hope that you have fully recovered form what was likely one of the memorable Pride’s to date. Though there was no overturning of homophobic laws set against the backdrop of sweeter days, our current era of darkness has ignited flames of hope
By Benjamin Steele Listen, I get it. Everyone really does make mistakes. Driving impaired is pretty high on the stupid scale — I mean, you probably should have stuck to doing unspeakable things to campus statues — but I’m not here to judge. You’re about to go through enough withering