Brighton From The Argus I'M not narrow minded and don't think I'm squeamish, but getting my shoes covered coach outlet atlanta violins in vomit before I even got through the door should have provided all the warning I needed. I'd already fought my way through the scaffolding yard masquerading as a car park by the time a huge beast lurched out of The County Oak and threw up over my feet. By the time the fully track suited barmaid, with a bandage on her right hand, served me a pint of Kronenbourg I realised this was Shameless meets Celebrity Juice but without the class of either of these programmes. The noise and chaos in the main bar was so intense not to mention the potentially lethal mix of a child chucking darts and an American bulldog that looked like a shire horse I headed for the deserted middle bar purely on safety grounds. Sadly it was not a safe zone as one of the neaderthals decided to hurl a red ball into this middle bar coach outlet sale quest and the 26 week old bulldog, affectionately named RJ, followed it to cause total mayhem. Things went further downhill when its inebriated owner lurched in to apologise. Worse still, the inebriated man's even more drunk mate in an horrendous pink shirt thrust himself forward and demanded to know "What the f I was doing in his bar?" To be fair this was exactly what I was thinking too! Demanding to know what I was doing coach outlet backpacks here for a second time, he then collapsed across a chair and I took my chance to escape back to the main bar. The darts had been confiscated and RJ had sneaked behind the counter, so it seemed a safer option. The noise level was still phenomenal and everyone was completely annihilated by 7pm. A reddish headed barmaid supping a Bud ejected RJ from behind the bar and whilst the massive bulldog was by far the friendliest thing in here, and probably the most intelligent, he wasn't chatty so I had a word with the child who was tearing about. He slowed down just long enough to tell me his name, that he was seven years old and that his nan owned the pub. The next saw several collapse to the floor before the man in the offensive pink shirt loudly declared he'd torn something and pulled his trousers down to check.
What happened next must go unreported. I really don't think there is much more I coach outlet locations jc can say about The County Oak there are two pool tables and darts though I wouldn't recommend either as they can only add potential weapons to an already volatile atmosphere. There is a third bar, which I think can be hired out, but this was closed and locked when I visited otherwise it might have provided a temporary hiding place.
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