Richard L.
Yelp
How can you not give the club charles 5 stars? Are you a monster? Can you only achieve and maintain an erection while listening to a blended symphony of seals being beaten, children being denied ice cream, and hipsters complaining about their record collection?
Are you a shitbag? Do you sit around at night, using facebook on your fucking iphone 4S, making snarky comments on your friends's posts? "Oh, he posted a picture of a hamburger. Dislike, because I'm vegan, and obviously I'm morally superior and not someone that deserves a punch to my anaemic and iron-deficient cock on a daily basis." Oh, you don't like the chill with your friends in a comfy dive and have drinks and totally, you know, enjoy people's company and laugh in real time. Oh, ok, you're a shitbag.
I can understand if you gave it 4 stars. Maybe you were drunk, and couldn't remember how awesome the bartenders are, or how good the drinks are. Maybe you forgot that they carry chartreuse and know how to make excellent drinks with it. Maybe you are so used to 1 dollar beers(you are probably from pittsburgh you fucking steelers fan) and a 2 dollar natty boh is just...you can't even comprehend it with your feeble and incapacitated brain. I don't know, I love good drinks and 2 dollar beers and getting boozy without getting woozy.
3 stars, though...what is going through your feeble mind? What gets five stars from you for a bar? Does your favorite bar have automatic dick sucking machines under the counter - something that looks like the sarlacc(bang, return of the jedi bitches) that undulates as it brings you to the cusp of perfection, maximizing your pleasure with mechanical, german efficiency? Does your bar have Jay-Z just walk in and he's all like "oh hey how you doin girl" and then beyonce comes in with her baby and her baby fucking tends bar and tweets about that shit and then makes a tumblr called "baby blue bartending" or something like that? Jay-Z presses his warm hand on your shoulder smelling faintly of cocoa and the Juun J cologne from six scents and he says "this is the greatest day in your life, but it is just average to me. I will always remember the disparity of our recollections" and then you weep golden tears that turn into diamonds when they hit the floor?
Probably not, you jerk offs. If that is your bar though...seriously, call me.