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Una volta conclusa la passeggiata attorno all' Old City Hospital, visita Jazbina. È ora di degustare una deliziosa birra. Diversi visitatori hanno evidenziato il fatto che il personale è gioviale in questo pub & bar. Rimarrai sicuramente soddisfatto del simpatico servizio. Bisogna aspettarsi prezzi adeguati al pub & bar Jazbina. Vieni qui se cerchi un'atmosfera eccitante. Google gli attribuisce un punteggio di 4.6, perciò puoi scegliere decidere per questo locale se vuoi stare bene.
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Sebastian Dradiwaberl
3 mesi fa su Google
Dear Club Team, I would like to sincerely apologize for the events that took place last night. Based on the witness statements, security footage, and what can only be described as a complete collapse of reality, I appear to have temporarily violated not only your house rules, but also several laws of physics and possibly a few international treaties. According to reports, the evening began when I entered the club and immediately questioned the existence of doors before attempting to check in through a wall. Throughout the night, I allegedly: * Recognized the disco ball as the Sun and paid taxes to it. * Combined three bar stools into a horse and rode it to the restroom. * Threw a shot of liquor at a waiter and then crowned him Emperor of Central Europe. * Ate the drink menu in an attempt to absorb its powers. * Sponsored an ice cube through law school. * Tried to drown a shot. * Flirted aggressively with a fire extinguisher. * Accused the DJ of secretly reversing the invention of potatoes. * Declared the coat check an independent economic zone. * Offered a potted plant €8,000 for the rights to its autobiography. * Arrested a broom for witchcraft. * Yelled at the floor for following me everywhere. * Declared the men’s restroom to be the Vatican. * Married two trash cans and later presided over their divorce proceedings. * Attempted to charge an olive via Wi-Fi. * Asked an ashtray whether it knew my mother. Around midnight, I reportedly became convinced that I was, in fact, the club itself. As a result, I allegedly: * Issued lifetime bans to several guests. * Closed the bar. * Reopened the bar. * Voted myself Employee of the Month. * Fired myself. * Appealed the decision. * Approved my own appeal. * And granted myself a raise. I am particularly embarrassed by reports claiming that I spent 37 minutes fighting a speaker because I believed it was stealing my thoughts in order to launch a podcast. Witnesses further state that I climbed onto a table and announced: “I AM THE LAST HUMAN ON EARTH. EVERYONE ELSE IS A DOLPHIN IN DISGUISE.” Shortly afterward, I allegedly attempted to: * Reverse time by dancing backwards. * Call the Moon. * Teach a bottle cap how to fly. * Arrest a cocktail for high treason. * Suppress an uprising of napkins. * Perform an exorcism on a refrigerator. * Explain the theory of relativity to a beer bottle. The absolute low point, however, appears to have been when I ordered a full evacuation of the dance floor because I was convinced that an ancient giant was sleeping beneath the club and could be awakened by mediocre techno. If it is also true that I later attempted to resign from gravity, organize a chess match between a bouncer and a shopping cart, and abolish the existence of Belgium through a series of hand gestures, I deeply regret those actions as well. Furthermore, I have been informed that I: * Established diplomatic relations with a urinal. * Declared war on a ceiling fan. * Tried to negotiate peace between the bassline and the lighting system. * Opened a hedge fund for cocktail umbrellas. * Claimed ownership of the concept of Tuesday. * Attempted to recruit a vending machine into an elite military unit. * Accused a mirror of identity theft. * Formed a religion centered around mozzarella sticks. * Tried to adopt the emergency exit. * And spent an unknown amount of time searching for Atlantis behind the DJ booth. I take full responsibility for all damages, confusion, constitutional reforms, intergalactic incidents, trash-can marriages, diplomatic crises, attacks on reality, and emotional distress caused to staff, guests, furniture, and celestial bodies. Please accept my sincerest apologies. Kind regards, Dradiwaberl P.S. If a penguin shows up claiming to be my attorney, please ignore him. He is part of the problem.
Lota
3 anni fa su Google
Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5 Price per person: kn 300–350
Anton
3 anni fa su Google
Bester Club Hrvat. Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5
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| MartedìMar | 11:00-02:00 |
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