WEDNESDAY, October 11th, 2006

Whitehorse Inn
1532 N. Western Ave.
Los Angeles, CA 90027

Whether it be a Karaoke Ninja, Thai twinks, or burlesque clowns, there is always something truly special about Hollywood dives east of Vine that sets them apart from the rest. We venture this week to the Whitehorse Inn on Western Avenue, affectionately dubbed by some as "skid-mark row." Why, you ask? Let’s just say that your walk to and from your car could be more entertaining than the bar itself.

Whitehorse Inn is situated in the middle of LA’s biggest tranny and john commercial district, so we advise you to beeline for the bar once you’ve parked and use discretion in casual conversations with strangers when you step outside for a smoke. If we haven’t scared you off yet, the Whitehorse actually offers some quality and unique attributes unlike any of the dives we visited.

The bar is owned and operated by and old Russian lady who, to this day, lives by the maxim that you can never have too much to eat. Wherever you sit, she’ll serve you bottomless bowls of pretzels and chips. Hang out by the bar after 10PM, and you might be lucky enough to grab a free hot dog, hot out of the microwave.

As usual, the casual debauchery starts around 9PM an gets really interesting by 10:00. Come for one drink, or stay for one too many. Bring anyone and everyone, and join us for a great time in the middle of the week. If you arrive early or late, look for the people having a damn good time (it’ll be us), or start having a damn good time on your own (we’ll find you).

Carpe Drink’em,

Alex, Damien, & Travis, WDBT Co-Czars

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