Good idea. I can see a place like that doing well. I can totally see this as an edgy, fun, come on in and take no sh*t kind of establishment that could easily draw in customers of several age ranges.
But these girls are trying so hard it all looks and sounds phony. Put the megaphone down if you can't stop screeching into it so loudly, your words are squeaky, incomprehensible, high-pitched explosions that are spaced just enough to make hearing a full song on the jukebox  impossible.
I'm a grown woman. If I order a vodka and club soda, drink two of them, can taste no vodka, and walk out of there without so much as a buzz, then it's clear you're diluting my cocktails (aka stealing from me), and I will never put my money into your establishment ever again.
Good luck.
Hogs and Heifers was a fun place to hang out. Â Great for bikers! Â It reminded me of a dive bar you would find on the east coast. Â They waitresses were funny and interacted with the crowd in super fun ways (getting people up on the bar dancing, calling people out for what they were wearing/doing etc. . ) Â I give it a 4/5 because it was excessively loud. Â I don't mean to sound like an old lady but the music was so loud my ears actually hurt when I left!! Â I also wish they would offer some food options. Â I'd recommend getting a drink here! Â It was an experience!
Review Source:like some previous reviews this is a not so typical bar, and when doing the Freemont Experience it is in a place that is unique in its self as it doesnt tend to blend in with the light show. Â I went with a friend who actually gave up her support apperatis to the bar wall to bid farewell to a former BF who did her wrong.. but,, moving on she got a drink from the gal behind the bar and was ... yes invited to dance on the bar which was a good twist on the norm and its all about having a good time right?
yea, the drinks are $$ but so is running a private business, and when I compare what I got for a $1 draft beer (6 ounce dixie cup), the price for a good ice cold bottle beer and and some crazyness is for me worth it.. Â and they do have a happy hour and the drinks are just as competitive as Freemonts finest.
worth a look when you are in the area..
Went into this bar for a drink with husband And another couple. I was yelled at, called a bitch, and much worse. Maybe that's what the bar atmosphere is known for but bartender would not serve us. I had to laugh at the girl when she said This is a honky tonk bar Bitch. I guess she has never been to one, come visit us in Reno. I have to agree with Tony H. Bar tries to be a dive bar, it's set up that way. Check to see who owner is
Review Source:Before heading out to this place, I read some reviews on this place and was definitely curious. Some yelpers hate it, some love it. I happen to like it.
It tries to hard to be a dive bar but you can' t sell merch and have clean and graffiti free bathrooms and be called a dive. The only divey aspect is it's cash only.
That being said, it's fun and yes, it's loud. When the jukebox is playing, their sound system really does suck. Harsh and tinny sound especially near the front door. Head towards the stage and it's less annoying.
The live music, however, sounds good. Sound guy must know his stuff.
Bartenders were cool, bull horning expletives left and right, but it's all part of the show. They jump up on the bar (move your drinks or they'll kick them off) and do some dancing, they ask for the ladies to join, some do, some don't. Service was pretty quick for being a busy place.
The staff were cool, with the exception of the 'security' guys...dudes, crack a smile, it wouldn't kill ya.
Tons of bra's hanging from the back of the bar. Boob photos galore plastered all over (apparently the photo booth gets a lot of action)
The area is cool, a block North of Fremont street and there's a few other bars right around here, kind of a block party feel with the outdoor seating and all.
So if you're into loud music and trashing talking chicks and a quasi-dive feel, check it out. If not, the Mob bar next door is probably a better fit.
I never been here before but always wanted too check it out. In long night of partying downtown with friends over birthday celebration last bar on drinking train. I loved the fact one of my friends had on tie the guys at the door told him lose the tie. You got too love bar that keeps too its character this place is nothing but crazy times. Where else do you go see women bras as decorations in rafters so too speak, anyone really dancing up on the bar, or best part see bartenders talking smack or even bartenders partake shots. The only thing is if not fan of loud places then not the place for you. I think fun place too party with group of friends, Make sure bring CASH that the only thing they take no credit. The bartenders are super cool hell anyone take shot with patrons! Love it!
Review Source:It's raucous, it's raunchy and yes the bartenders are bitches on wheels that jump up and dance on the bars, but that's what it is. Cash only. Great music the night I was here with supposed patrons jumping in to sing or play and they were also very good. Not quite the biker bar but we all had a great time and ill bring the gang back again or intro some new ones on next Vegas trip.
Review Source:interesting place,think if i was to go again i would have to be very very drunk. 2 tables to sit around, dancing on the bar, girls getting topless whilst dancing on the bar, throwing their bra's onto the already huge collection behind the bar.......interesting to say the least. Nothing like a coyote ugly style bar, that has way more class and no women screeeeeeeching into a megaphone.
Review Source:Have you seen Coyote Ugly? Well its just like that... Crazy drunken bartenders dancing on the bar, pouring shots in to patrons mouths, bikers galore. Love this place. When I go downtown I always end up at this dive. Very reasonable drinks and a one of a kind staff I always suggest this place. If you offend easily this is not the place for you. They also have a photo booth which is always a crowd pleaser.
Review Source:I get it, you chicks are badasses that keep bar and you are going to scream at everyone ...because you are badass chicks . And screaming profanities on a megaphone is like the way to prove you mean business. Let's see if you'd talk that shit if you weren't flanked by bouncers who could probably eat a large hotel . I was looking forward to a dive bar in vegas since everything else is so goddamn expensive, and I come from the land of the dive. All this place did for me was give me a headache
Review Source:Loud
Cash only
Boobs
Loud
Get ready to stand a lot
Good, no, great music
Loud
Girls dance on bar
Bartenders are funny bitches
Loud
All in all, a pretty fun bar, but this lilly white blonde girl who likes color felt pretty uncomfortable around all the rough bikers dressed in black leather. Â I felt judged.
I came here a long time ago during my first trip to Vegas and loved it because it was similar to a Coyote Ugly Bar. Â I've been to Vegas over 6 times now and came to revisit Hogs and Heifers since I was downtown. Â
I was not impressed with this place at all. Â There were 2 bartenders that greeted us quickly and we ordered a Coors Light and a Miller Light (each beer being $5) which is outrageous for a downtown bar. Â
There were bras and undies hanging from the ceiling (which I expected), a few tables around to sit, a lot of people hanging out, and older women dancing on the  bar. They played Rock music, which I liked, but then the bartenders would SCREAM really loud into these bullhorns and it stung my ears.  They did this multiple times during every song thinking it was cute and funny.  It drove me crazy, it ruined the song and hurt my ears.  It was like someone scratching their nails on a chalkboard.  SCREEEEEEK!!!  Ugh.  I was so frustrated with this we had to leave immediately. Â
Bartenders, please stop screaming loud into the bullhorns. Â The songs sound great without the "commentary"!
If you want a dive bar, that's what you'll find with Hogs and Heifers. It's loud, well -worn and feels slightly lawless. The bartenders dance on the bar and shout into megaphones, encouraging others to get up on the bar with them.
This is a menagerie by design. My friends and I couldn't help but wonder if the bra's that decorate the bar are all from patrons or if the owners took a trip to a thrift store.
I see the comparisons to Hooters and I think it more accurate to say that it's somewhere between Hooters and Coyote Ugly (with a dash of the Harley-Davidson) ; it shares elements from those places and puts them into play in an even divier setting.
I would never go out of my way to go to H&H, but if I were in the neighborhood and in the right mood I'd stop in.
I wonder if this place is supposed to be like the "dive bar" version of Hooters? Â I'm reading all of these reviews plus knowing this place is a corporate chain (one need only enter their gift shop to see that) and I'm feeling it is. Â My mom and I were there long enough to buy one beer and drink it down last Friday night before taking in the stomp stylings of the bikini-topped bartenders. Â The place was way too loud and obnoxious for there only being about 15 people (this includes the staff). Â Then there was some guy sitting on a chair at the front of what appeared to be a stage and all I could think to myself was, "is he the grand wizard?" I wondered if they were having their Klan meeting there that night. Â The blaring southern classic rock and hillbilly music is really not my thing per se. Â I mean, it's great every once in awhile to get your white trash on, but that's why I go to NASCAR races. Â
As far as "dive bars" go, it's so not. Â I am interested in knowing how they price their tall boys of PBR though. Â If they're $7, Toto we're definitely in corporate hipster wannabe territory. Â Ick!
Went there just minutes after the New Year just to escape the crowd. Walked in with my friends for a drink. My buddy orders us drinks, Vodka cranberry. We watched the bartender gal prep our drinks Vodka and cranberry 60/40 which looked fine. But after taking a sip, it tasted very water down. It tasted more like water with a splash of cranberry (very weak). It was too crowded to complain and I don't think it would matter. They must have been diluting the Vodka bottles and this was probably the worse.
Review Source:I was part of the happy, fun group that went in last weekend and it was the buzzkill of the night. The doorstaff was rude, then completely ignored a man-not part of our group shove me. It was close enough to the door to be seen by them. Another patron had to intervene and get the guy out of my face. Maybe they should pay a little attention to what is going on in the bar!
Review Source:Went with some friends - okay a LOT of friends - as part of a pub crawl. This was the sixth year that we included H&H in our event, and they knew about us - what we were about, and when we would be there.
We were met by an ill-tempered bouncer at the door; poor service at the bar, and just a generally bad attitude.
It was clear that they didn't want us there; which is astonishing, considering that our group is a friendly, good natured bunch, and tend to both spend and tip lavishly.
At one point - in an attempt to get a picture of the whole scene, I asked one of the bouncers if I could take a couple photos from the tiny little deck that serves as a "stage". He responded bruskly "Make it quick". Â I smiled, and said "Sure". I got my camera out and took one photo, and he yells "Okay, that's enough. get down".
Huh???? WTF?
I was friendly. I asked politely. There was no one performing, or any equipment on the stage. I was there as a paying customer, and was trying to get a nice pic that I could post - which could have been a nice visual endorsement of the place.
But F that.
Bad service is bad business. All of the other bars on our tour treated us well and had staff ready and willing to handle the huge amount of business that we brought them that night.
Never going back.
There are certain things in life that are an immediate turn off to me. Adults who don't close their mouths when they eat. Women who say, "I'm not mad, I just find it interesting...". Patriots fans. But somewhere near the top of that list is something I can only refer to as "corporate approved edginess."
Vegas is crawling with this in one way or another, especially at all of the "sexy" attractions at the big hotel casinos. I have a hard time thinking of something as Taboo when its sponsored by a trillion dollar multinational corporation.
Step into this "dive bar" tourist attraction and you'll see the two bartender girls in their jean cutoff/bikini top uniforms dancing to a premade mix of country and classic rock that might as well be hosted by the shitkicker version of Casey Kasem. They have megaphones that they occasionally sing or shout an insult into. since it's a megaphone you can never understand what they're saying, but how they're saying it just screams "I'm reading from a script." They try to insult the male customers and embarrass them into buying more drinks, and you're supposed to believe they're rebels because they do shots at work.
Now, I'm all for hot tough chicks. I'm all for smartass sarcastic women who aren't afraid to put a man in his place. I'm all for dive bars with country music on the jukebox (just look at my favorite hometown haunt Nick-A-Nee's). But that's not what this is. This is a Johnny Rockets for people who have some weird fetish for "hot biker" chicks from 80s music videos.
Do you like loud bad music that hurts your ears & gives you a migraine?
Do you like being cussed at and called names?
Do you like being sexually harassed and stripped of your under garments?
Do you like sweating balls all night?
Then this is the bar for you!!!!!!
I had never been here before but I honestly wish I had kept it that way. I had such a horrible time! When we walked in I noticed how loud the music was and not only was it loud the sound system was of bad quality. I was literally having to scream to converse with my friends.
It was extremely hot it felt like there was not any air or AC circulating in the place so I was sweating like I had just ran a marathon. When I got home I literally pealed my clothes off!!!!
We start ordering drinks and were just chillin and conversing still sipping on the first set of drinks we had ordered, then rudely one of the bartenders yells to one of my male friends hey cheapo you gonna buy another drink anytime soon or just stand there and stare! OMG WTF how rude we were not even finished with our 1st set of drinks!
So I decide to do some shots with my friends and make the most of the night. Every time I would walk to the bar the female bartenders were harassing me to come on the bar and dance with them.
After 4 or 5 shots I told them I might consider getting up there, well they took that literally and after about my 4th shot they were pulling me up there forcing me to dance! I was too embarrassed not to dance after already being pulled up so I was like what the hell! So I started dancing and this bartender who I am dancing with on the bar comes up and starts rubbing on my tatas. Then attempts to pull my bra off!
I was like oh hell no, but there was no telling her no she was so forceful and had I fought it, I would have had some ripped flesh!!! She then threw it up with the rest of the bras they had stolen from other women! I was so pissed at this point I got off the bar and ran to the bathroom and got myself together.
I was not even wearing a top that was appropriate without a bra so I go back to the bar and ask for it back they rudely said nope not gonna happen! I spent the rest of the night braless and feeling like I was just sexually harassed!
I understand that may be the bar Motto is to confiscate the bra of a woman who is coarse to get on stage and dance. However there is a difference between playful gestures and inappropriate disrespect of the human body.
The gag was on me, had no clue about the "bra" must come off policy upon entering this bar.
You could NOT pay me to come back to this place!
Excellent security,, fun times,,, LOUD!!!
Small drinks and pricey.
Tip pressure is on big time for big tips for your first round of drinks, and a shot for the bartender too,,, and the girls know how to do it.
They really should be pouring YOU the free shot, but I digress.
Try and pay for your drinks exact cash and tip when the evening is over.
You'll be holed other wised.
Best to go in with friends and just enjoy the madness. They never, ever forget your name.
The door men are mildly sarcastic with a routine that a potential trouble maker will start their crap outside with them,, rather than inside with customers.
It's a well thought-out, well executed routine and system that works near perfectly.
Fucking genius IMHO.
Girls love this place. Safe,,happy,, really a blast.
Good music.
It's fun,, but bring a bank roll with ya.
If you're girls on a travel budget,, the bartenders may get the drunks to pay for your drinks.
Don't be bashful,, happens all the time here and the girl bartenders feel real good about it.
Cool dive bar and a nice break from the normal las vegas scene. Â Went in a friday night after getting free beer coupons handed to us on fremont street.
Was pretty empty for weekend night. Â Bartenders are as advertised. Â Extremely loud with the megaphones bordering on obnoxious. Â Fun though. Â Be aware though bartenders will bait you into buying shots including for them and then your bill skyrockets. Â Didnt think that was cool.
Like most reviews on this place... I found it by accident. We rolled in here on our last night in vegas before heading  back to san diego. Of course, at this point, I wanted a quiet easy night, but i couldn't have been more pleasantly disappointed!
This place was awesome. Yea, it kinda had that 'coyote ugly' atmosphere, Â but everyone was drunkingly dancing and the skinny, bikini clad bartenders dished out insults and jokes from a microphone while other girls (not employees) would get on the bar and dance. Everyone was into it, which is what made the place so much fun. The bartenders would get on the microphone and get everyone pumped.
This place is a total dive, and i wouldnt want it any other way. Its not the strip, and people aren't dressed like stuffy club douches. Its very laid back with lots of humor. Its the perfect place to get drunk and rowdy. I loved it!
5 star dive bar! We went on a Friday afternoon and had a great time. It wasn't busy but the two hot female bartenders in bras and mini skirts were non stop entertainment from the second we stepped in the door.
Cheap pints of crappy beer for $3. I got a water. That was $3 too. COOLEST water bottle I have ever had.
The walls alone are a show unto themselves with funny sayings like "I want to believe in something. I believe I'll have another beer" and dozens of others along with photos of visitors, workers, a bunch of random stuff. There's a section on the ceiling of dollar bills that have writing all over them. There are torn up t-shirts with funny saying and bras hanging all over! The bras are donated by girls that hop up and dance on the bar with the lovely bartenders. Found out that for each bra, a certain amount is donated to breast cancer research.
They had a pool table, some boxing game, hold em game, and picture booth. Lots of fun! We'll have to come back and visit again sometime. Also met Marquee...the guy that BBQs outside. Yeah. Free BBQ at times. Awesome!
They even had crazy hat time and made us dress up in funny hats.
Ive only been twice , but i loved it.. its like the white trash version of coyote ugly. Gotta love all the bras scattered and hung behind the bar. Dont order water or the bartenders will scream at you and call you a P****
If i were a guy suprisingly, i might not like it as much, they call out the guys alot about buying girls drinks... kinda bs. and i do think the cocktails are overpriced so order beer....hmmm come to think of it... maybe i was just drunk and this place sucks....
Love the Hawgs. Go in for the drinks, stay for the abuse. ...
Always had a good time, especially the time  we brought a doubledecker English bus full of forty friends as well as a mariachi into the bar one night for my boy Rivas' going-away party. The girls turned off the juke, put the band on top of the bar for like five minutes, then kicked them out. Epic!
Be ready to drink lotsa shots. Hogs is not for the cowardly. Oh yeah-- and don't wear a tie, asshole!
I've been here 5 or 6 times over the last few years and every single time was a ton of fun. Â
It's the kind of place you have to go knowing that you want to get drunk, yell and dance. Â The more fun you're willing to have the more fun you're gonna have. Â We were lured in by some free beer tickets being handed out on Fremont street and it was a smart move going here again.
It's not a quiet place to enjoy a drink at a table with a candle on it. Â It's a place with stiff drinks and funny and fun female bartenders in leather bikinis.
I read some reviews that say it's in a  bad part of town.  It's a block off of Fremont, barely.  Don't be a pussy.
I was just here a few nights ago with a group of friends on our last night of a bachelor party weekend. Â It was Sunday night and the place was real slow. Â But with the help of the two bartenders we had a great time. Â Dancing, yelling, drinking, shots & outlaw country... A better night could not have been had. Â It was the perfect ending to a great weekend.
Man up and come in, this place is great! Â Think Coyote Ugly, but they aren't faking it to create some tourist trap with $18 drinks. Â The bartenders are really enjoying themselves and the crowd while it looks rough was actually really fun and down to earth. Â
I never go downtown, but after finding Hogs and Heifers, I will now!
Coyote Ugly, with the focus on UGLY (let's not even talk about that other pantywaisted place)! Â This place is not for pussies or professionals. Â It is loud, aggressive, mildly scary and gross. Â As mentioned in other reviews, the bartenders look like methhead Manson Family members, which in my book is a very freshing change from the Barbies on the Strip and elsewhere. Â Not only are they pockmarked, stretch-marked and devoid of makeup -- they are also loud and aggressive and wont to bawl into megaphones and get up on the bar for some sort of creepy old-timey hillbilly boot-scooting Riverdance whenever a fiddle jam comes on the jukebox. Â It's chaos! Â I also happened to be in there once when the '70s trucker jam "Convoy" came on, and it was nothing short of amazing to watch the bartenders scream the lyrics into their bullhorns.
I stayed away from this bar for a long time because the name sounds vaguely franchise-y and lame, and I read that they had lingerie hung all over the wall. Â I figured it was the type of place where Tommy Bahama bikers hung out. Â But I was wrong, and it's actually really gross and nasty and fun. Â And if you order a Jack and Coke (as I did, trying to be all badass and bikerly) the bartender will advise you with an inscrutably blank stare that "Jim and Coke is cheaper." Â Bring it on!!!
Hmmm, a biker bar near Fremont Street. Yeah, that will draw a classy crowd, ha ha.
Somehow if I'm downtown I wind up here 50% of the time. The drinks are a little on the pricey side but the last time I was there you could still get a horsecock (24oz can) of Pabst for $4. Yeah, that's in my price range for sure!
This place is basically Coyote Ugly for ugly people. I've never found any of the bar staff to be very attractive and they're pretty pushy about having you buy them shots. Hell no I'm not buying your stupid drunk ass a $10 shot, especially if you're asking me for it! Give me my PBR and go bug someone else! The bar staff really does appear to get pretty sloshed and I truly have concern for their well being while they do their boot stomping dance on top of the bar.
Not much else to say about the place, not sure why I still go there, but I guess it's got a hold on me somehow. If you've never been, at least check it out once!
Simply put, H&H was the crown jewel of my Vegas trip. Â A block or so north of the Fremont Street Experience, the bar looks cheerfully nondescript on the outside, except for a curious round sign, but if the doors are open... look out! Â When I went by they were having a BBQ on the sidewalk, with a mix of country and rock music blaring out from the inside.
Depending on when you go, it's a biker bar, a country bar, a rock bar. Â And no matter when you go, it's a dive bar. Â Count on amazingly skinny bartenders in bikinis and jeans. Â Plan to pay $5 for a heavy of PBR (which for me, coming from Boston, is actually an OK price...). Â And watch in amazement as the bartenders start singing along with the music on a bullhorn, and get up on the bar and dance.
House policy is the bartenders will match you shots (on your nickel, of course), and that was such a foreign concept to me that I tested it several times. Â I have no idea where these skinny skinny girls hide all the booze they shoot every night, but it's nowhere I could see. Â Add to that that every once in a while one of these sultry vixens will grab a bullhorn and announce "Your bartenders are thirsty and sober!"
I loved this place... it was so much more down to earth than any of the overdone casinos down on the strip, or the quaintly seedy casinos on Fremont Street. Â The girls were fun and friendly, the vibe was great, and it was so much more real and fun than any of the fake crap that Vegas tries so hard to sell.
If I go back to Vegas, I'm staying on Fremont Street again and I'm going here every night.
No, I don't want to buy you two girls a round of shots, but I'm sure my drunk, dumbass friend does. And I'm sure he'll buy so many that I'll end up having to pay for some of it. I'm pretty sure they were pulling the price of those shots out of their asses too.
I suppose I had a "fun" time here. Drinks are way expensive. $5 Miller Lite. $10 shots? Do shots normally cost $10? I don't know. The music is played way too loud. One of the bartenders was extremely cute, but neither was extremely friendly. Or neither wanted to make out with me.
Hogs & Heifers' main claim to fame is that the original New York location was the model for the look of the bar in the movie Coyote Ugly (although the bar Coyote Ugly was the inspiration for the movie itself).
I went during the annual Bikefest. The bar was a zoo. Â The bouncers were getting a little nervous, but all worked out OK. Â The bartenders are all young, thin, reasonably pretty women - with attitude. Â Some dance on the bar top, encouraging female patrons to do the same. Â Mildly interesting, but not worth a repeat visit.
Biker-bra-clad, fit young women clogging on the bar. The same young women yelling at you to buy them a drink, and then calling you a such-and-such because you won't. Or even because you did, it doesn't matter. You can't do anything right here, so don't even worry about it.
I've never been lucky enough to be able to sit here. Not because the place is packed, but because the regular patrons at the bar tend to, ah, sprawl themselves out as much as possible, seemingly so they can enjoy their drink and show in their own little space.
I will hand it to 'em, the drinks are strong and averagely priced. And I secretly enjoy country and blue grass, and Hogs and Heifers is one place I can go and hear that sort of music without undergoing the embarrassment of it being discovered that I made a few selections on the juke box that are not popular with the rest of the folks in my party. And there's the valet right out front. Still, all that being said, this place is not first on my list when I want to go grab a beer and relax.
If you want a quiet drink, or want to canoodle with a sweetie, or really need to have a talk with someone - don't come to Hogs and Heifers. Â This place is loud - Texarkana, stompy, foul mouthed bartender loud. Â Oddly enough, this would usually be a great thing in my estimation, but it just didn't do it for me here.
The bellowing bartendresses were a bit much, and their bar dancing was cute and all, but my drink got spilled. Â (Where in the world is this acceptable behavior?) Â Also, gentlemen, it was a complete and total sausage fest. Â Including the two girls behind the bar and myself, there were 3 chicks there and about, oh, a billion drooling, buffoonish men all thinking one of the faux-lesbionic barkeeps was going to take them home. Â This possibility seemed to grow in their head with every drink making them even more buffoonish. Â I also wondered why this place is allowed to have bras and underwear strewn about willy-nilly when the health department reprimanded my hallowed Double Down for the same thing and forced them to remove the highly offensive garments.
As mentioned by an earlier reviewer, the cheap PBR tall boys were delightful, and the stompy girls behind the bar DID buy me a drink when they weren't screaming into their bullhorn for everyone to buy them one or spilling the one I'd bought. Â Watching the men hitting on the girls they had no chance with was totally funny. Â And when all was said and done, I walked outside into downtown which always makes my heart do a little leap. Â I wouldn't seek this place out, but if I walked by it I might go drop a couple of bucks for a tall boy, and hopefully not get my fingers stomped off in the meantime.
Hogs and Heifers would be a much better bar were it not a chain out of New York City. I like the idea, I like the theme (I'm a New Mexico hillbilly at heart), but the execution is all off. However, in terms of marketing and business, I completely understand.
All that being said, I don't like the aggressive bartenders shouting at me to buy them a shot. Works for tourists from small towns that get all wowed, but I know it's an act and I just came to drink, thank you. Speaking of drinking, the $2 Pabst tall boys are awesome.
Alot of things can get distorted when you're running with a group from New York and San Francisco. Â And this place is where you go when you know you've got one thing in common...that everyone knows how to hang with the good ol' boys drinking Whiskey and Jaeger in Old Town LV at 2 in the afternoon.
The highlight for me was convincing all the ladies in the bar to get up and dance ON THE BAR not once, not twice, but three times as a birthday gift to our friend Andy. And you know what - knowing when to say when is good but knowing when to have a danceoff with the female bartender to 'Devil went down to Georgia' on the bar in the final showdown feels even better.
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