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My new friends from the “Wack Pack” were guest bar tending at Black Fin last Friday night and invited the bf and myself to come. We imagined a dingy little dimly lit bar on the Upper East Side with Yankees game on the TV and plenty of free beer. Perfect, we’re in.

We arrive at separate times, I first and am immediately astonished at the amount of people waiting in line at the surprisingly upscale bar. I finally get past the huge bouncer and weave my way through the throngs of collared turned up polo shirted Guido snobs, girls wearing pearls and sweater tanks, and Abercrombie & Fitch assfucks. It was truly the worst crowd ever. They looked like they had just gotten off the boat from Jersey, full of attitude, Lance Armstrong bracelets, and gallons of hair gel.

This place blows.

So I meander around the block looking for a better bar in which to watch the Yankee game.

The bf calls; he has just arrived to the Black Fin and is telling over the phone me how badly it sucks. We agree and end up meeting in the middle. We luckily, randomly, astonishingly find the best bar EVER. It’s called the Upper Deck, an older crowd, pool tables, nice bar tenders, and $25 all you can drink (top shelf) during any Yankee game.

But the best part was when I left the Upper Deck to run back to Black Fin to see how the guys were doing and I got Tabitha Stevens to feel me up. When I showed this picture to the bf his face exploded off of his head.