Monte Carlo: A Dive into the Deep End

The Monte Carlo here in Los Angeles is probably the lowest dive in LA and that is saying something.

(We don’t want to show any pics of the inside cause we want you to see for yourself)

No Joke, its a small hole in the wall on the deep end (we mean like Vermont deep) of 3rd. It is not cool, it is not clean (it smells of vomit (you’ll know why)), the pool table has no legs and is on old milk crates and the bar is cash only.  It is also very moist and dank with bad lighting, not cool, not “divey,” read bad.

The old man next to us was incoherently drunk and then puked on the bar, he then tried to clean it up with an old newspaper but kinda fell face first into it and just stayed there.  The only other guy was a drunk Mexican who kept lustfully staring at the only female (other than the bartender) in the joint, then followed her out after falling off his stool (we made sure she was fine).

So what can we say, it was a great time if that is what you are looking for, or you just wanna feel REAL authentic, either way, its like MC Hammer up in this yatch, “Too Legit To Quit.”

The Monte Carlo is sometimes MICKEY NICKELS APPROVED.