Arrrrrg, Are you ready Kids??

The Palace is one of the, or is the, oldest bar in this hemisphere. Or something to that effect. It is a very Piratey place and makes a drink called "Pirate's Punch" It is named this because you will feel as if you have been punched repeatedly by a kangaroo on meth when you wake up the next morning. There are 77 liquors in it and some rotted fruit. Arrrrrrg... No Scurvy HERE! Just Liver serosis!

It is a local favorite and has been around well, forever. Literally. So it is a place that is easy to find for those wayward souls who actually leave the island. Everyone knows there is a huge magnet buried off of Ft. Clinch that keeps everyone here magnetically. If you actually did move away, clearly you are different, and no one likes different people. *See embarassing youth story for further explination*

I have licked the dancefloor and sidewalk outside of this establishment in years past. I have humped the wooden pirate guarding the door and watched a former husband do the "Worm" on the dance floor after giving me a very provocative lap dance.

Who wouldn't want to meet here??

That's right, I will see all of you bitches at 5:30pm EST.