I'm watching a show on National Geographic about the Hell's Angels, and it reminds me....
When I was in elementary school, probably 3 or 4th grade, my biological dad would take my sister and I to bars in Wichita while he sang in his "one man band". Some times we would go together and other times he would only take one of us.
When I first visited Justin at this house, we drove down the road and I immediately saw the bar that he used to take us to. Now I drive by it several times a week.
In that bar, my sister and I were introduced to members of Hell's Angels and we danced with them. I remember my sister telling people how "nice" they were. Ha! Not according to this show!