On Your Knees

Dusyt's?

Looks like whoever painted the sign was on their way out and not their way in.

Dusyt’s, where you can pray at the porcelain altar or call God on the big white phone.

Or where you can stand up and say “Hello, my name is Al K Hall and i beat the odds for a second Friday-Open-Bar-Night in a row.”

Twelve days and counting, babes.