On our last night in Madrid, Hondo was shooting the shit with a spanish club promoter in the square near where our hostel was. Evidently, he was explaining to Hondo that there was tons of hot girls, and that if we came to his club he would buy us our second round of drinks on the house. When he found out we were American he said it would ensure us lots of "fucky fucky." Five American kids bored and half drunk in Madrid, we didn't think anything of it besides "Meh, what the hell, let's go." When we arrived at the hole in the wall, Danny, Pat, and Kyle booked it from behind us and before we knew it, there Hondo and I were standing in the middle of a dark pub being pressured into a drink by the promoter. To our right was 5 or 6 drunk, fat, sloppy and downright disgusting Spanish hookers, caked in makeup and open for business. To our left was a drunk Spanish guy getting a handjob in the booth five feet away from where we were standing. Hondo turns to the guy and in Spanish said "Man you took us to a hooker bar!" The guy asked what we thought he meant by "fucky fucky," which I guess is a good point. Needless to say, we adios'd that guy a good night and bounced real fucking quick.
Anyways, he let us keep a few fliers from his brothel as a souvenir, here's one of them. It still hangs on our fridge to this day.
Pub El Buho
Enjoy your time
in company
with beautiful women.
Open 16 hours a day.
Thank you for your visit.
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