Observing the Natives: A Review of Huntington Beach's "Toolshed" by Guest Writer, Taylor

Sharkeez always delivers! A bar in Huntington Beach, California that consistently attracts the twenty-something crowd with cheap happy hours, dollar jello shots served in a syringe, shot girls, bad chips and salsa, and mediocre music

I wear Ed Hardy because I don't have a job, a personality or self-confidence

Walk into Sharkeez and you are guaranteed to promptly get visually raped by an array of Ed Hardy wearing 40-year-old man-children.  

Enter the gaggle of giggling, fake boobed, blonde bimbos in heels. May the lord help you if you need to go to the bar to order a drink, these girls will push you and shove you out of the way, as they stop every 2-seconds to snap pictures of their pouty lips and quickly upload to Facebook. 

We are blonde! We have boobies! We make kiss faces!

Heaven help you if you need to pee.  Sharkeez' single-stall bathroom is always busy by someone or someones doing something they shouldn’t. Usually something that takes waaaaaaay too long.  

This stall may be occupied by any of the following Sharkeez natives : 

• The 21^st birthday girl wearing a crooked princess crown and a friend holding her hair back as party princess pukes her guts out.
• A couple having drunken single-stall bathroom sex.  As a side note, they met 35 minutes earlier, the guy is wearing Ed Hardy and the girl has fake boobs and bleached blonde hair. 
• 5 girls stuffed into the tiny stall like circus-clowns-in-a-clown-car snorting lines off the back of the toilet tank--the same toilet tank that party princess puked on and drunk couple fucked on. 

What's in your tank?

Any of these morally offensive scenarios may be fun, but are a guaranteed fun-killer if you are the person waiting in line to pee. Especially if getting to go to the bathroom takes longer than getting 3 rounds of drinks and taking a picture with the Facebook photo-shoot-girls.  

Sharkeez reeks Acqua di Gio, Victoria's Secret 'Love Spell', and Summer’s Eve'.  

For Tools and Douchebags who go to Sharkeez

And to celebrate the unique ability to foster an environment where a brain and a personality is actually a liability,  Sharkeez, I rename you "The Toolshed".

-Taylor