It's so confused about what sort of pub it is that no one ends up going at all. It's one saving grace is the $5 meals it has and the great songs that play on the jukebox.
No one ever seems to be putting the songs on, but the selection is always full of old and new gold. While eating my steak the other night with a mate, this cracker of a tune came on. Although it didn't make me want to sleep with the smelly, old common people in the TAB room, it did remind me of the awesomess that is Jarvis Cocker and Pulp.
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