Rednecks is where you pick up drunk chicks...or lose three of your teeth. It's only really busy late-night, as it boasts a 3 A.M. closing hour. This makes it easy to make the bad choice of going there after you've wet your whistle at any of the many bars in the area. All I have to say is BU meat-head fratboys. Don't go in after the bar unless you are prepared to deal with them before getting your bad pizza, chicken fingers, french fries, and yes...roast beef sandwiches. The food is pretty bad, but considering the circumstances, it's worthwhile if you know that the only thing in your body is booze and no place else will deliver. Watch for puke upon entering or exiting.