Knucklehead's

Mr. Draft has been familiar with the catchphrase for this place for some time, without having been there, as it it plays heavily into their newspaper ads: "Where Everybody Knows One." Kinda funny, a little parody of the famous line from the Cheers theme song : "Where Everyone Knows Your Name." But "One" what? On the Wednesday evening that the Barflies visited Knuckleheads, they found out.
Four Barflies entered Knuckleheads, and the only other customers were a couple sitting together, and four other men seated across the bar. Mr. Sazurac joked to them as we entered..."Oh, just what you wanted to see come in...four more guys." They laughed about it, as the male-to-female ratio in the bar was nine to two, and the two were the female half of the couple, and the very young looking and perky barmaid, Vanessa. Mr. Sazurac, Mr. Cork, Mr. Martini, and Mr. Draft settled in and ordered a round. Knucklehead's is situated on MacArthur Drive, in an odd industrial area between the waterfront and Route 18, across from a Fastenal hardware distributor. The bar itself is nothing special, but to be fair, a visit on another night may have yielded a larger and more gender-diverse crowd. As Mr. Draft sipped a somewhat tasteless pineapple-infused vodka, several more men entered the bar. And then a few more. And a couple more. By the time the Barflies were about to leave, the male-to-female ratio in the place was twenty-one-to-two, as the lady with the guy and Vanessa were the only of the fairer sex there. Mr. Draft assumes that the One that every knows is the barmaid, the only woman in the place without a guy at her side. Knucklehead's rates a Five. (Roll Call: Mr. Draft, Mr. Cork, Mr. Martini, Mr. Sazurac)