A favourite ad-hoc hang out of ours, we love it for many reasons: a no-thrills attitude, crazily cheap prices and pretty much guaranteed debauched fun.

Located down one of central’s little hidden back alleys, the bar itself only has six tables, all doused in red light… seedy. It can get a little dark and dingy inside, but everyone spills onto the street and the party times commence. We promise you won’t be calling it a night at any reasonable hour.

Fairly deserted during the early evening hours, it gets busier and more rowdy towards the end of the night, especially on Fridays and Saturdays. The closing policy is pretty much whenever the last punter decides to call it quits. We appreciate this accommodating attitude so won't be calling it quits with this wicked little joint any time soon.