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He said:  

As I sit here typing with one hand and holding the tube to a hookah with the other, I just can't wait to go out and throw back a couple of cold ones. Perhaps I shouldn't abuse substances. Or, perhaps, substances shouldn't make themselves so appealing.

Whatever the case, I'm getting pretty good typing with one hand — thanks to relentlessly smoking hookah. And, almost all of us have learned countless social skills thanks to the communal abuse of one substance or another.

The bar scene in Blacksburg is as varied as the student population, something that allows us all the opportunity to guzzle down whatever we like amidst partygoers of any particular type any night we choose. Whether we like it or not, each establishment seems to set its own standards of decorum.

For example, say you feel like acting straight up gangster one night. You could either drive on a suspended license and get kicked off of our football team — or you could go to Oge-Chi! Only feel at home when large unfamiliar men stand on top of speakers and watch you dance? Then this place is for you.

You girls seem to love this place for its radio popular dance music that makes it the closest thing to a club in Blacksburg. Yet, although the arrests outside appear plentiful, it's not a club. You're more likely to find solid dancing at the Ambiguously Named Parrot or whatever they're calling it these days.

The difference between the two is that the former promotes grinding on people without ever talking with them, while the latter actually promotes conversation, but only in the one room with the architectural style of a middle school dance.

Either way, it's nice to know that there's a place or two for dancing, right? Sometimes it's not so much the theme of a bar as it is the way people act — just in general — when they're at a bar, especially girls.

My least favorite type of girl at any given bar has to be the one who never brings money — or at least pretends to not have any. "Want to buy me a drink?"

No. Please go away. Ladies, if a guy wants to buy you a drink, there's no way in hell he's not going to offer — seriously.

Regardless of the bar scene, it seems there's nothing to stop some girls from ignoring common decency. If a girl locks on to you at a bar, it's hard to escape. Don't get me wrong — sometimes it's great having certain girls pay attention to you as you make your rounds, but not all the time.

Last time I was hanging out with Rachel at Top of the Stairs, I kept having this one girl pinch my butt as she passed by, which made things more than slightly awkward. What's even worse is when a girl interrupts a conversation you're having with another girl. This flies in the face of decorum!

While many of the bars around town may seem to promote one mode of behavior or another, I've found that, no matter where you are, there's no telling what might happen. I don't know how many times I've gone out drinking after specifically telling myself that's not what's going to happen. So, the best advice I can give, no matter where you like to turn your money into booze, is to stay on your toes. You'll never know whom you'll end up having a good time with and what you'll wind up doing.

She said:  

Beer, glorious beer. Whether you prefer ales to lagers or Blue Moon to Miller, we all look forward to kicking back with one to relax and have a good time. Who better to have a drink with than a friend, and what's better than paying too much for it at a bar?

Everyone's visited the downtown Blacksburg scene — some more than others. Inevitably, downtown becomes a place to meet friends, socialize and meet some new people.

While Blacksburg may be a small town, it certainly has an eclectic array of bars for students and others alike. With that said, it seems certain crowds prefer certain bars, specifically males and females.

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