OK I was ready to party this big ass bar right across from the gym. I've drove past it plenty of times now was the night that I wanted to go check it out. The bartenders were cool like the pool tables, but bar was dead. Oh then all hell broke loose when my girl had to go to the restroom. She damn near came running out talking about how bad the women's restroom was. She told me to take a good whiff to see if I smelled anything funny. Yeah, there was a funky smell not just the usual beer and cigarette smell. She said just imagine that but 1000 times worse coming from the women's restroom. So, you know what that meant the time at Mango's got cut hella short. If they aren't worried about the bar being clean then who knows what the hell was in their drinks.