Address: 1009 Poydras St.

When Baton Rouge experienced a population boom in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, several bar owners were hit with a blast of business that padded their bank accounts. Instead of enjoying their prosperity in their college enclave, they got drunk on their newfound riches and decided to bring their not-so-unique brand of douchiness to New Orleans. Taking their cue from a chain of wing joints named after large breasts that are so douchey they deserve their own category, Happy's ups the douche ante by featuring waitresses in short schoolgirl plaid skirts and breast-baring white tops. Young and old 'bags cram the space before and after Saints and Hornets games to watch these future pole dancers climb ladders to grab bottles, providing drunk horndogs with the chance look up their skirts. Truly a pervert's paradise that should have stayed an hour up Interstate 10.