If you’ve ever been to Ada, Michigan I’m sure you’ve heard of the Dirty Shame. This small watering hole is located just outside of downtown Ada off Fulton. In the Shame time cease to exist, it may be 2 am or 2 pm and the same group of locals are still there drinking $2 beers and $3 wells. The Shame has stood the test of time, being founded in the late 1840s this place is inflation proof. When Dorothy said there’s no place like home she was talking about Kansas, when I say there’s no place like home I’m talking about the Dirty Shame.
Is it already 3 pm? Well let’s go grab a beer at the Dirty Shame!
Tonight I’m feeling shameful, I can’t wait for the Dirty Shame
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)