Scumbags....

Deep down dirty music.

Low lights.
Bad to the bone ladies.
Loaded Dice.
The stench of Alchohol.

Sweaty bodies.

A low volume, high voltage ecstasy.

Looks that say too much.

Words that mean too little.

The whole bar is in tatters.

Broken glass populates the floor.

Three men on a dark corner table.

The Scumbags.

They don't care.

Punkt.