The Red Shed is hardly an inconspicuous establishment, being easily sighted just off of State Street with a large busted-up wagon on the roof. What does a wagon have to do with a shed? Who knows? I guess you could call the Red Shed wagon a beacon of light to those who want to get blitzed like Daunte Culpepper.

So, what sets the Red Shed apart from other bars, besides having the market cornered on rooftop wagons (last time I mention it, I promise)? For one, the best beverage that can be found within the limits of our solar system and possibly the Milky Way: The Real Thing.

If you haven't had the opportunity to sample the $6 everyday special, you're missing out on the best thing since extramarital sex. The Real Thing is an XXL mason jar filled to the brim with the most marvelous Long Island, served with a lemon wedge and an extra dose of awesome. Having two guarantees a good time, but have three and all bets are off. FYI: The Badger Herald record for downing a Real Thing is 52 seconds, so beat that.

If you aren't feeling the Long Island, you should probably just stop reading now, but there are in fact other beverages at the Shed, including a nice variety of brews on tap and a full bar.

Whilst you enjoy your mason jar of happiness there are many activities to partake in including but not limited to throwing darts, playing pool on the world's most spilled-on pool table or even shooting the breeze with the bald bouncer who always has some words of wisdom.

The bathrooms are so bad they're good, the décor fits the eclectic blend of the clientele (basically anybody who wants to get their drink on) and there is a wagon on the roof. Can you ask for anything more? Sorry for lying.