The Robbin's Nest, Slide & Marsha Sharp Freeway

Plain Brown Wrapper

The Robbin's Nest...what a place. From the look of the exterior and the bar itself (dark, odd, seedy), you'd think the bathrooms would be interesting. You would be wrong.

You would at least expect this bathroom to be well-used, what with the monstrously huge mugs of beer they serve in this joint.

Clean. Roomy. No graffiti. Yawn.

Rating: 1 turd

Blue Light, 19th Street and Buddy Holly

American Graffiti.


Graffiti is supposed to be a rebellious art. It is destructive. Clandestine. Verboten. Sneak a sharpie into the bathroom or, better yet, scrape out a message on the wall with a pocket knife or keys. Results are often amusing, as in the last post. However, bar-encouraged graffiti? FAIL.

This stall is COVERED in inane graffiti. "Marissa and Larissa love Tech!" "We Want Converse!!!" "Caitlin and Taryn run this shit!" If your name is Caitlin or Taryn, you likely don't run anything.

I have never seen so many hearts. So cute!!

Lamest tagging ever: "TTU Media Relations BAD ASSES Meg, Tess, Amanda!" Lord. I bet their boss would be proud to see his/her department name written on a wall in a bar bathroom.

Bathroom is spacious and clean, but annoying as hell.

Rating:

Chips - 69th and Slide

Pretty in Pink...























Everything is pink. I wonder if the guys' bathroom is all done in blue?

Bonus: they have super shiny trashbags from the FUTURE.

Clean. Well maintained. Only drawback...large bar with only two stalls for the gals.

Rating:

Depot Obar

It's like peeing in an alley. A clean, well-plumbed alley. Cute concept--alley fence gates, complete with address plates and alarm company signs. Mary Ann from Gilligan's Island is on the front door.

This is how bar bathrooms should be. Enough room to move around, bright, clean. Granted, this is a pretty new place--it has plenty of time to decay.

But for now, Zero steaming turds. Congrats, Depot Obar