Discussion in 'Reality Check' started by Maverick, Feb 27, 2007.
Then he wanted to fight everyone....fuckin' old people...
i was using my buddy adams id for a while and he got kicked out because they thought he was using my id... fuck those bouncers were dumb as bricks
i think every fake id in the world worked there!!!
<3 JJ's. I celebrated my 19th birthday at JJ's with Angell and my friend Shaune. I'll never forget upstairs, happy hour or the girl in the leopard skin shirt.
Speaking of old bars...what about Jerry's Pub...that was one of my favs as well...$1 shots and 10cent wings...
Jerrys was classic. Tired of the palace? trudge through the portal that takes you to an ecletic bliss. Where the old ladies on the VLT's oogle the dancefloor between pulls.
That "portal" was like running the gauntlet for the young ladies there. Getting smoked with some serious comments from some of North Dartmouth's finest
The Coral ftw!...haha that place was closed down before i was old enough to go in there. I just remember my old man coming home drunk from there.
and where I had my first vodka and lime...Alot of St. Mary's chicks went there after the Gorsebrook...I miss those days...
BTW...I'm from the 1994 crew..Jerry's was the spot back then....
Oh my frig... Jerry's! I wonder who else is old enough to remember that place! LOL You never forget a place where if you got a drink that came in a glass you might just see lipstick on the rim where the previous patron enjoyed her drink. Ewwwww!
there's a group on Facebook, devoted to keeping the Memory of JJs Alive!!!
Jerry's was great... I hate the ALEHOUSE!!!!
Jerry's holds a special place in my heart...lol..."They don't make bars like they use to"...old guy talking
Just not the same anymore
im from the 99 jerry's crew how i miss the jerry's pub
and having andre power slam me in in the ice/snow bank out front and proceed to get5 arrested for smoking him in the face with a hunk of ice after that
Didn't I push you down in a snow bank?...what bar where we at that night?
you pushed me in a slush puddle out infront of sicilians on pizza corner..i was a tad bit drunk mouting off to you
lol...oh yeah....I'm such a nice guy
why don't you incestuous cunts take your love boats to different waters.
oh rob you float my boat
Why I never...storms off...
Oh JJ's.... the memories!!! Char I know you're in on this one!!!!
Wed - Sun
The best was we'd go down with a bunch of men whom sit in one spot all night.... it was so much better than coat check!! They were the best
Double fisting double rum and coke's..... always! I'd drink them together so I'd always have them done at the same time..... next round!! haha
Oh, and... what's this about "I was there for the last night"............ Don't you mean "I was there for the whole weekend!"??? It was mandatory! hahahaha
This is also the site of the first ever CPA Reunion night!!!! ahh the memories
My JJ's drink used to be vodka with cranberry & orange juice. After JJ's closed, my group went somewhere else one night & I started to order the same drink. My friend Matt stopped me and said I had to order something else cause that was my JJ's drink.
I will continue the famous night from my perspective for your enjoyment as well.
That story is bang on Rob, however, I believe Langille and Joudrey with both in the hallway. I may not be that tall but I can be rather volatile give the circumstances. Anyway, I was on the way out the door with a friend being escorted by one of the fine JJ's staff, playing possum. His docile grip on the back grip delveloped in a Chuck Norris style death grip as he saw the mayhem on the famous cobblestone meters away. Instinctively, I turned and drilled him in the stomach with alcohol induced rage, at that exact moment, my friend whipped around and smashed him in the ear. The bouncer was in a stance similar to a dj holding his headphones, but instead of a turn-table, he was holding as newly tenderized stomach. Somehow, this went unseen by the fine authorites of the HRM and we strolled causually towards the Dome.
Fast forward to the line at the Dome where the line is a mixture of semi casual, gansta, and white undershirts. I was proud of my "Grease II" so I simply put it down my pants. I nonchalantly walk to the front of the line where I pull out my Sackville ID. The bouncer asks if I am on the pub crawl and I play dumb and don't acknowledge that fact I even was aware of such an event. I am standing there with intoxicated wearing a white undershirt, with a bulge in my pants the size of a head of lettuce. I have some gear, but it is certainly not resembling of what was beneath my jeans. Anyway, the bouncer says that they only way I am getting in is if I prove to him what is under my fly is actually all me. So I do what any drunk Sackvillian would do and I whip it out in front of a few hundread people. This move did not help in my quest to enter the dome, although it didn't merit a punch in the face.
As anyone who has been to the Dome, when you are drunk and can't get in one door, the logical thing to do is attempt entry through another. At this point my crew has been crippeled and it is only myelf and fellow Sackvillite, Ryan Shute. We both still have our shirts, but we have now managed to conceal them in a less flattering manner. Anyway, we pulled off the miraculous feat of entering the Dome with a Sackville ID. Success, or at least so I thought. Shute decided that he will go into the bathroom, don the glorious sky blue garb that is the "Grease II" shirt. He runs out and strolls through the Dome like a peacock with feathers spread. He is quickly grabbed, as I am and we are thrown out the door with Uncle Phil like authority.
At this point we haven't had a drink in 2 hours and sobriety is creeping up on us. It is now we decided to call it quits, and put an end to the triumphant night that was my last at JJ Rossy's.
You and Rob are great story tellers!!!!!
I was too young to make it to JJ's before it closed.
Legendary Sackville-kid stories... I grew up in Dartmouth & thought they were urban legends. I used to wonder why anyone would go to Sackville... and now I've bought a house there! My kids are going to be Sackville kids!!
Have the birds and bees talk with them early. I mean like 9-10 years old early. trust me.
No worries for a while. No plans to procreate for a while just yet. Although my friend has a 7 month old who will undoubtedly be a troublemaker when he's a bit older!
I killed that bar.