Woman Finds 2 Way Mirror In Ladies Restroom At Berwyn Bar "Cigars & Stripes", Whoops!

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(Source) You’re probably aware that most bar restrooms are not exactly sanctuaries, but one insanely creepy establishment in Chicago will make that time you dropped your new palazzo pants into a puddle of someone else’s pee feel like a transcendental experience. Cigars & Stripes is a bar and comedy club that boasts a funky two-way mirror in the women’s restroom that lets the owner watch you pee before he cooks you up his signature wings.

The mirror was discovered on Sunday by a female comedian who was performing at the bar. A video uploaded to YouTube shows that the toilet stall is equipped with a full-length mirror on a second door, which leads to a supply closet for potential pee-loving perves to hang out in.

But that’s not the strangest part. Last night Jezebel called Cigars & Stripes to enquire about WTF was up with the mirror. The owner, perhaps unsurprisingly, turns out to be a batshit chicken wing and sexual harassment enthusiast who will burn his bar to the ground before he takes away the mirror. Get this:

I will burn this fucking place to the ground before I get rid of that mirror. Do you know how much joy that mirror has brought to us? We’re synonymous with Halloween. We do a freaky family fun day, and all the kids look in the mirror. This is a fun house, honey, and if you don’t like the two-way mirror, go fuck yourself; and if you come on my stage, have something to say. Everyone needs an angle. My angle is: I do barbeque; I promote it, and I break my ass for the local comics in Chicago. I pay them. I try to make them into rock stars. They do nothing, except for this. One girl said she wanted to pull her pants down and show her clitoris to me, and they all came and ate the wings.

But wait, what are you guys, a small entertainment company? What is Gawker? This thing would go so viral if she was smart and called me on the fucking phone, but honey, you’d get 3 million hits on YouTube. 300 views [at the time of the call] ain’t going to do shit.

Look, she’s on the right track, she’s just gotta work harder. I can’t explain it to you. Everyone is looking for a viral video; you’ve gotta get one. She should have put a phone in there, or said I’m recording. What we have here is a comic with a bad set who’s looking for a viral video. She’s doing nothing with her career; she’s stuck in Chicago. We sell fucking chicken wings. They want attention. I’d love to be on the reciprocating end of this; I’ll take this to the next level. I’ve already got T-shirts being printed.

 

So I watched the video and I agree that a two way mirror facing directly at the woman’s shitter is strange. Tough to disagree with that assertion. But, I read the owner’s response and I have to say he’s making a lot of sense. Halloween, ever heard of it? That’s not a two way mirror to look at pussy and ass, that’s a two way mirror so that kids can look into it one day a year. You want him to take it down for the other 364 days in the year? Fuck out of here man. You’re probably also a person that packs his winter clothes away every summer. Why take something down that you’ll eventually use again? Clitoris = Wings, or something, to be honest I got kind of lost about 2 sentences into that guy’s rant but I think he made sense if you stare at it sideways and pretend being a creepy pervert doesn’t count.

 

 

 

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Loved this part

 

But wait, what are you guys, a small entertainment company? What is Gawker? This thing would go so viral if she was smart and called me on the fucking phone, but honey, you’d get 3 million hits on YouTube. 300 views [at the time of the call] ain’t going to do shit.

 

 

Guarantee this guy owns a flip phone, does all his bookings on a big calendar pinned up in his office, and owns a computer but hasn’t turned it on in 5 years. Old school as old school gets. Probably so confused by this entire ordeal because back in his day you could just stand in the bathroom and look at vaginas for as long as you wanted, didn’t even need a pretend mirror.