Sigh....
The only place you can have a good night tipsy, locked, hammered or indeed sober. It's full of freaks though, Last night we had some drugged up? hammered guy dancing all on us and shouting in our ears at inappropriate moments and feeling up Em-er in inappropriate places. And also, Saturday night DJ Greased Up Deaf Guy Luke's last name is Lebowski?! Either that or whoever made the Halloween posters were taking the piss.
It's home of the freaky crazy dance moves also. Was the armless dance invented there? I think so, and have we not chopped many a carrots on the D-floor? Indeed! And Hitler dance has been perfected in the walk way between tables at a Golden Discs party? No where else would such ludicrous dancing go down. (That's possibly a lie but Doyles is the home of it)
It's also the home of NICKY! Where would we be without him? Probably not going to Doyles that's for sure!, probably not be listening to the delightful Nilpod and I might have never gone to Colaiste Dhulaigh! Happy 10 year Doyles anniversary Nicky!
I've been going there 2 years now and still can't get the chinese guys that pick up the glasses to wave to me.
P.S A Doyles jingle to come soon... maybe