J-ohs
J-ohs is the bar version of a disaster. It’s where the drinks are cheap and the fights are expensive.
I had a fight with my brother at J-ohs. It ended with a broken chair and a free drink.
I got so wasted at J-ohs that I tried to dance with the ceiling fan.
My friend got a tattoo of J-ohs on his arm. He said it was a love letter.