So I've discovered Bucks Roadhouse.

This is a place my peeps seemed hesitant to go prior to my introductions to our neighbor who is a local here. It is a bit much to take in initially I guess, but it is a true GFK bar. You walk in to kind of a steak and lube atmosphere where you immediately are greeted by a man in a mechanic uniform. He is there to check your oil and ID. Then there is a glass box where you put your name in to win a drawing. Sometimes its free gas but its always really cool. I was shocked to hear this; a bar w. enough money/business to give away stuff every night? Why have i not been here?! You then walk in and see that maybe its not EVERYone's cup of tea. There are tables all around the out skirts with a huge dance floor in the middle. There is a "stage" at the end of the dance floor and a bar at the other. Seems perfectly nice, but the girls there are wild. They are looking for a good time. As the music begins w. country the shy ones sit on their stools at a group of people and quietly sip their drinks...the loud ones or possibly the ones that heavily pre-gamed start dancin on the dance floor and attempt to pull their shy friends out. They shys give them a chance and then quickly return to their drinks at the table once the song has finished.
I was able to attend "ladies" night a few nights on Thursdays. The service for this is unbelievable. It is as if they WANT you to get obliterated! I've been to open bar types before, and rarely you get good service. Bucks seems to be the kind of bar from the good ol' days before drinking and driving was an issue and people weren't stupid enough to blame the bar if they did it. It seems like the kinda place that my grandparents would have gone to, where if you pay for open bar you GET open bar. Our waitress was on top of our shit. We never had an empty glass. I didnt even have to get up to get a drink! amazing...sort of...
At about midnight you start to see the bar transform. They shys are out of their seats screaming at the top of their lungs all the words to every song as if their life depended on it. The dance floor becomes full and people start really having a ball.
All of a sudden, the lights go out and it is just the neon flashers! The entire bar becomes rap and old rock immediately and people begin do one of three things:
1. There are the few who started too early who have to head home
2. There are the few who did it just right and continue to have a blast
3. And there are the many that dont know when enough is enough and feel that
since they have one hour left they need to run to the bar and do shots and
live it up as much as they can because they dont know when the next time
they'll be out again....
I'll let you decide which one you think I am. None the less, Bucks gets a 10 on my rating scale of 1-10 (1 being the bars that dont have tap beer and 10 being the overlooked best times of GFK). Basically if its a Thursday, and I'm not working, I'll be at Bucks :)
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