Greenbrier Restaurant

Thanks to researchers across the globe finally making good use of government-issued grants, we now have sound arguments for ogling boobs and smoking cigarettes. Yep, some scientists have claimed that gazing upon breasts can extend a man's life, and others have said that breaking up the 9-to-5 drudgery actually makes smokers less stressed than nonsmokers. Stogie-grasping patrons who want to live a longer and more stress-free existence can seek solace with like-minded individuals at Greenbrier Smoking Lounge in Pompano Beach. A sea of cleavage, thick puffs of tobacco smoke, and a menu listing inexpensive noshings has us asking: Is Greenbrier a restaurant, bar, or a strip club? Whatever the answer, it doesn't really matter, because the therapeutic effects of frequenting here are obvious. So belly up to the bar to enjoy Buffalo-style chicken tenders and a frosty beer. Don't forget a pack (or two) of your favorite butts while you eyeball some bouncing twin peaks and add years to your life.

Bimini Bay Bar

Bimini Bay is a drinking den for wayfarers who likely missed their flight at FLL — back in 1968. Both blue and white collars find leisure at this neighborhood bar, which isn't properly portrayed by simple descriptions like "dive" or "hole in the wall." No establishment from Belle Glade to Miramar holds a lit cigarette to Bimini — a place that embodies skankiness more than the skivvies dangling from the rafters. Slumped over the bar top, ashtray distance apart, buddies slur out conversations. But there is more to do than share nonsensical thoughts. If you're bored with playing darts, try your luck at a raunchy game of Cooter Ball. Is the game on TV not capturing your interest? Turn your attention to the adult film in the other corner of the smoky room. There is something for every tasteless customer brazen enough to graze a flat surface at Bimini. Here, everyone knows your name. It's like Cheers but with porno.

Boatyard
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Palm-frond-shaped fan blades stir a slight breeze over the hordes of Red Stripe-drinking, khaki-wearing yachties who make up the usual crowd of this nautical-themed bar. If you get sloshed enough and squint, it even feels like you're aboard a huge, decadent vessel, without the potential seasickness. And if you can't get an actual boat owner to take you back to the (bed of the) yacht, you should at least be able to bed a member of the crew.

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