Fatt Boy's Sports Bar and Casino

So, I was visiting my brother out in MT and this seemed to be the local hot spot. From my two expeditions to Fatt Boys, I gathered that it was more or less a "man's bar." Sports playing on the televisions, I'm pretty sure there was a little area to play poker or some kind of card game, pool tables, pretty ladies behind the bar, and lots of racing/NASCAR memorabilia.

I don't know a thing about their food, but the drinks were decent. Got lots o' beer on the cheap and super strong mixed drinks. A little too strong. You know, I appreciate when I get hooked up with a lot of liquor, but not when my drink tastes like straight up whiskey with a splash of Coca Cola for color. SUPER CHEAP, especially compared to the bars out here on the East Coast. There's a nice patio area for smoking and more drinking. I dug that.

One hilarious story: the first time I came here, my brother was cut off. The best part about this? He'd had maybe a glass of wine before we got there and drank one PBR in the establishment. Here's the thing about my bro: he's a klutzy mother trucker. When he walks, he will zigzag and take the most complicated route possible. Why? I have no idea. We, my mom and I, his friends, family, will all make fun of him for it. He's just one of those people who is wrapped up exploring the confines of his mind rather than paying attention to his physical surroundings. SO. I guess a bouncer or something sees him walking all funny and tells the bartender NO MORE. His friends and I laugh about it and he gets a little irritated. You can't expect to win an argument with the defense of, "That's just how I walk!" Even if it is true. What happens next is that I just want some water and my brother wants a gin and tonic. How coincidental that both of these beverages look quite similar. Especially when the bartender puts a lime in both? My brother hands me some cash, I order the drinks, and I get the change back from the girl behind the bar, a pretty little thing with long black hair, but I guess she was bad at math or had accepted one too many shots from her patrons. Wouldn't you know it that the Universe has a funny way of restoring cosmic justice? Because she gave me back $20. I paid with $20. I tried to get her attention to fix the situation, because I'm a good person and I try to do what's right, but she's flirting with some big looking dude now, and so I leave her a $6 tip and walk away. My brother took out the straw and lime and he was golden and we all proceeded to drink and have ourselves a merry time.

OK bar, the staff isn't super attentive if you're a chick with short hair and wearing flannel, but whatever, where there are friends there is fun.

Fatt Boys is in a good location which keeps a steady stream of clients moving through.  Unfortunately, it is a dark, festering, tired looking, and uninspiring shell of a business.  The 'regulars'  look like star actors from a movie on drugs, burglary,  and sex trafficking than respectable everyday working class citizens.  The owner, Chris Gillette who collects anywhere from 500,000 to a million in gross  annuall income must light it up in a burn barrel.  It is clear he does not reinvest it back into the business.

Word on the street is that the owner comes on to his female wait staff expecting a little extra effort be put in behind closed doors.  Those comments about how this is a good place for young women is very misguided.  This is a seedy rat trap.  

If your looking for a nice clean safe pub to meet friends and have a good time don't fool yourself with Fatt Boys.  Keep driving.  Your business is likely unappreciated anyway.  The city and local police should shut the place down.  Sadly, neighboring bars are not much better.

This is a great place to go for a younger crowd that wants to dance, drink, and have fun with their friends. Good for men and women equally. During the day you can order food. The food is good but not healthy by any means. Good for fun.