Wild Bill

A lot of sailboaters would come and hook up there and stay for six months because it was so crazy.

So the bar was actually a crazy-ass place.

I sold lines of cocaine out from under the bar.

The bar was only open Thursday to Sunday.

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday it was closed.

And it was like, it's not like a bar where you had like a whole bunch of people.

I mean, like maybe there's 20 or 30 people on a busy night, you know, there's 30 people there on a really busy night.

So we took turns.

Sometimes I had a lady, like there were other gringos.

I wasn't the only gringo that lived so far out.

There were others.

But the thing that made it cool was if you live that far out, you're really a strange and or interesting person.

So it was an interesting group of cutthroat scallywags, you know?

It was called the Jolly Roger Social Club.

And because it was a private club, you didn't have to have any kind of liquor license or anything like that.

Not that there was ever anybody to check.

I never saw a police boat.

Never.

Never.

And the whole time I lived there, I lived there from 2006 until 2010.