The feisty folks are older than 25, not over punk rock, and probably think the kids at The Rogue look like babies in a playground. The jukebox coughed up a perfect spread of punk greats like The Misfits, Dead Kennedys, and Buzzcocks to keep the crew from getting too surly. Still, games of pool and darts elicited screams of "Fuck you, motherfucker!" throughout the evening. The boozed-up banter built all night until it climaxed with some chick whipping out her ginormous breasts in what seemed to be an attempt to prove some sort of point to a guy across the bar.
All in all, TT Roadhouse proved to be the perfect place to drink, smoke and insult friends.