Draft House

On a side street in Hanover, there is a run-down, non-descript building that has an amateur mural of a beer mug pouring out its golden bounty down in a frothy spire. This place is dark, dirty and prime for KILLER people watching. Do NOT go here expecting to see and be seen, unless what you are expecting to see is random body parts that have no business seeing the light of day. Three of the maybe five times I have been here I have seen naughty bits that had NO RIGHT seeing the light of day. In what reminded me of a clip from the 400lb. tumer surgury show on the Discovery Channel I was shown some very "rubineque" bosums that were being taken out for a tour of the dance floor, another time some decrepit bar fly pulled out her prospect for the nights peen and showed it to me as proudly as one would show off their first born child. But its a blue collar bar in a blue collar town where the beer is as cheap as the ladies, and where Kid Rock and Nickleback are gods. If you're lucky the local celebrity DJ Burn might be spinning the best hits from the 90's to shake your money maker to.