This is a completely debaucherous dive bar located kinda in the middle of nowhere but close enough to the NC / SC border shores to draw a combination of local yokels and drunken travelers. Â Upon entering the bar with a group of people, I went to buy a round of drinks and was asked to sign a "sign in" sheet because it's a "private club." Â This was surely to get names of those who need to piece together the previous night on the next day as I think we were down a cell phone, a wallet, and a person (yes, we lost a person) after leaving. Â They were nice and posted on facebook to the person who left their phone. Â They did not disturb people playing tonsil hockey in the parking lot. Â They have an internet connected juke box and a pool table. Â The pool table doesn't return the cue ball if you scratch, but you will definitely be too drunk to care and can use the 8ball as a suitable replacement. Â The owner is a Mets fan from Brooklyn, so its the perfect Yankee hang in polite-ville. Â You won't remember the bulk of your time here, but sometimes that's just what you need to get a vacation started. Â Leave the kids at home and try to be quiet as you sneak in home later.
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